Tommy’s Window

In the shadow of night
I watched the whispers of the star
Turn to dust

The window felt cold.
Midnight struck.
His face solidified again

The Crux in the
Night diamond sky
Dimmed

When I touched his face
It was smooth as glass.

The coldness of it
Shivered down my spine,
And I realized
Tommy wasn’t there.

Copyrighted 2014 by SKB.

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