#NaPoWriMo – Day 9: I Hear the Violins



Letter paper, unlined,
thoughts scattered onto the splotched page

There is mold in the air,
the humid dankness of the jungle season

Smoke hangs all around me,
dances, tries to spread cheer on the lump

of melancholia I’m wax sealing to
send to you       I’ll cry if I crumple up

another portion of my soul       I’m so tired
of being afraid of myself, dear moon

I’m a moth in this lamp light       I’m dying
in an unloving land       I hear in the distance

a movie score       I watch the floor
more than the screen but the violins

are my favorite part       I hear the crunch
of leaves wherever I go       I see I’ve let myself

destroy a fragile thing again       I put half
of my heart into the envelope       I

will use the last strong beat to mail
the truth away & be done with it


© Jennifer Patino (2018)


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