I felt it tonight when I sat in
my chair,
the shards of wrapping paper
bundled
a smidgeon of leftover fancies
chocolates and fudge.
Suppose is a surreal solemnity
in the passing
a day when celebratory obligation
filled the hours.
Certain silence fills my twilight
finding peace.
Living in the shadow still, I love you now
where self defeat find no support beyond.
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