Nidificate (to build a nest)

You are my shelter, my torture
my place of homelessness

I am lost without you
and I am lost within you
a ghost in a circus of phantoms
miming out their rebirths

I canít change
I canít stay the same
why do you make so much sense
when you arenít mine
to fall into when my words
are falling apart

This body is the closest thing
I have to a home
a resting place
when the sun descends
and binds me to the hopelessness
of another starless night
tangled in the trees I tried to climb

Your words beat inside my ribcage
and Iím more lost for them
than Iíve ever been without them
for they promise things I canít abide

And in that moment of silence
just before dawn
before the birds rise to sing
and collate their nests
I can say the words daylight scorns
I donít want you here anymore
for this is my place
and I refuse to nidificate around in you
in the hope youíll find me home

© Indie Adams 2014
30 Day Poetry Challenge Day 20
Written by Indie (Miss Indie)
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