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[nverland]

Thursday
Viggo Mortensen

I take the phone to bed
Seeming so far from you
Keep dreaming you call me
That I wake up
That the moon joins us
Binding us at sundown
And sunrise
Erasing the hours

The knot of fear dissolves
In that Resonant Country
Where there’s time for everything

At five
The wind rattles the windows
And I rise
Ready the water
Prepare the tea
Make the bed
Knowing
Without seeing myself in the dirty pane
That it’s just me
In autumn and standing in the doorway
Awaiting the light
Of another Thursday