Her Egypt is Moonlight

I lapse in oblivion draped
with abeyant jewels
kissing my chest.

(I never noticed your weight)

Omissions retrieved my judgments
because you left my midnights
to be born in indigo.
So I translated my daylight sky,
dipping caution in an Egyptian blue.

Now vagueness has eclipsed…

I stacked every epitaph
of vaporous daydreams
through all of your hours–
through all of your silence.

I wanted to cover you too
but I felt our memories
had been laid politely
on folded sheets where
seconds kept us apart.

Those might’ve mapped
our centuries, perhaps.

I wish I memorized the fabric
for not just this life
but the compass
in Horus’
eye.

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About Robyn

"If you haven't known insanity, you haven't lived."
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5 Responses to Her Egypt is Moonlight

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