(1)
The moon doesn’t judge -
Her blank face reflects your pain
As the stars mock you.

(2)
The days coalesce,
Like bitter pills in my throat.
I swallow them down.

(3)
Your eyelids flicker—
Nocturnal geography
Flutters ‘cross your face.

(4)
What shall I call you?
There is no name for your kind!
None, except regret.