Forgotten Day

the last remnants of smoke
drift through the empty room
dark scent
cascades against the sunshine
turning day into night

with the ticking of the clock
and the beating of my heart
the ache falls from my fingers
onto the naked bed

while my mind swims in the deserts
intoxicated by you
my body is weighed down
by the pain in my chest

eyes that have seen
the blood on the road
turn to the wall
for comfort in the dark

the coils of my limbs
are a meager tribute
to the warmth
that I crave

waiting
through this
my forgotten day