kavenik

I see you everywhere.

I see you in the dots on my ceiling as I wake.

I see you in the wrinkle of my bedsheets.

I see you in the froth of my morning coffee.

I see you in the dregs of my morning coffee.

I see you in the hot sun that bears down ruthlessly.

I see you in the late afternoon rain that pounds on my ruined patio swing.

I see you in the stray cats I feed.

I see you in the lonely nights.

I see you in the midnight hour as I finally retire.

I see you in the wrinkle of the bedsheets.

I see you in the darkness of sleep.