He is the fear I wore on Sunday.
Clinging to body,
Shining skin & tainted lips

The shadow of thought
That swept over my mind
On a cloudy Monday morning

He is the break in consciousness.
The elaborate patch of nothingness
That invaded Tuesday brunch.

The black night
Made silent by Wednesday graces.

He is random flight
Through shades of blue
On a Thursday made free

The fanciful vision
Pondered on a friday morning
With coffee & toasted bagel

He is my distraction
My lovely distraction.