Picture Girl

it’s time for an ambien

but i leave this in my evening’s wake

“ Sometimes I feel like there’s a hole inside of me; an emptiness that at times seems to burn. I think if you lifted my heart to your ear, you could probably hear the ocean. In the moon tonight, there’s a circle around it. A sign of trouble not far behind. I have this dream of being whole. I’m not going to sleep each night wanting, but still sometimes, when the wind is warm or the crickets sing, I dream of a love that even time will lie down and be still for. I just want someone to love me. I want to be seen. I don’t know. Maybe I had my happiness. I don’t want to believe it, but there is no man, Gilly, only that moon.”