A Midnight Meditation

poetry about connections, the universe, sex and this chaotic existence. Put on your seatbelt folks, because things are about to get ANGSTY

"A Midnight Meditation"

a midnight meditation

sometimes

i’m sad

no one

is awake,

when

i would like to talk to

someone.

i think that’s why

i’ve been reading poetry,

it’s like listening to a conversation.

emotions etched in ink

keep me company:

a tea party:

just me, the moon, my bed

my rnb playlist entitled “female energy”—

and

all

these

emotions.

what a night.

i hope in my dreams

this tea party

is convened

in a

garden.

i relish

the idea of a

garden tea party.

what a

silly and perfectly lovely

dream to have.