26-01-2026, 11:16 AM
How foreign your presence now
pressed between pages
of days we no longer open
like a phantom weight
not imagined
just misplaced
like the pull of a watch
no longer on the wrist
or a door left ajar
after the house has settled
Even when I see you
the moment carries a draft
as if we’re standing
where something once leaned
and the air hasn’t learned
a new shape yet
© Dark Angel
10012026
pressed between pages
of days we no longer open
like a phantom weight
not imagined
just misplaced
like the pull of a watch
no longer on the wrist
or a door left ajar
after the house has settled
Even when I see you
the moment carries a draft
as if we’re standing
where something once leaned
and the air hasn’t learned
a new shape yet
© Dark Angel
10012026