3am

Post-parting 'til sunrise

the body tossed

without will

in such times

the mind triggers

a rushing of thoughts

(refusing the calm night)

the common delivery

of a man, discomposed

for a distant woman

bitterness fails to recede

and despite acceptance

despite heavy eyes

I am plagued with pique.

Nothing breaks stillness

but the specks of shining dust

and the late moon

in the sky