Gave life the silent treatment this morning
by going back to sleep for two hours.
No dreams, just eyes closed on purpose.
The sunrise free for someone else
to construct symbolism that feels personal,
when really, almost everyone has windows,
can sip from “World’s Best…” mugs,
and ponder a sky that drinks the smoke
of cremated bodies- the clouds beautiful
headless sheep, telling us nothing
new, if that’s what we want.
Richard LeDue (he/him) was born in Sydney, Nova Scotia, Canada, but currently lives in Norway House, Manitoba with his wife and son. His poems have appeared in various publications throughout 2020, and more is forthcoming throughout 2021. His first chapbook, “The Loneliest Age,” was released by Kelsay Books in autumn 2020, and a second chapbook, “The Kind of Noise Worth Writing Down,” is forthcoming in early 2022 from Kelsay Books.