I am not a willow
Sleep
Aching

Still up
I struggle,
Wish
For silence
To be
The loudest
Presence
Not a shade
Or memory
But
Solid and
Fortified
And most certainly
Real
Still up
I struggle,
Wish
For silence
To be
The loudest
Presence
Not a shade
Or memory
But
Solid and
Fortified
And most certainly
Real