Steven Cudahy on Nostr: a river lay low and moaned darkness cloaking whatever pain it felt weeping, perhaps, ...

a river lay low and moaned
darkness cloaking whatever pain it felt
weeping, perhaps, at all the miles
still to travel to the sea

narrower gulf than across the sheets
between our slow breathing heft
sunk in a mattress so feeble
it was harder to stay apart than roll

and i hated everything about it
but nothing so much as myself
the river lay low and moaned
and we both faked sleep

#SmallPoems #Poetry #Writing #MastoPrompt 22 May 2024 - grumble.