Waves of Love (1896)
by Edvard Munch
The cloud of sleep dissipates.
I wake up free falling.
Eyes still shut
I begin to feel once again
That ache
Unrelenting in its grasp.
Much like how you reached out to me.
Shoulders first.
Eyes still shut
My nose tingles next
With the dust in the stale air,
Suspended lifeless
From weeks of fastened windows and dead skin.
Eyes still shut
I hear my heart
Dripping through my ear into the pillow
Setting my head a-ticking.
Eyes still shut
I can see already
The dark
Like waves
Lapping against me.
The cloud of sleep by now dissipated,
With eyes still quite shut,
I wake up sunk,
Again.
