-give me-

burning candle in my stale room,

next to the cactus in a coffee mug.

light from behind

projects through my mind.

give me clarity

give me peace

scattered papers atop my glossy desk,

clutter staining every other surface.

there is a light behind me

I feel its warmth.

give me clarity

give me peace

my paints and clay in locations of ease,

maybe I’ll use them today.

the light behind me

wells a tear in my eye.

give me clarity

give me peace

frameless photos of people I love so dear,

expired legal cards waiting near the trash.

the light won’t touch me

or my shadow.

give me clarity

give me peace

friendly letters to respond to,

they've been waiting longer than a month.

the light-

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give me clarity

give me peace






-Sarah Bachtel-