Momma

momma, I dreamed of you: lifeless, sad call

Tangled surreptitious masks that I loathe

I wish you could hold me, dead eyes a pall

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You stuck my hand in dark details that creep

I feel my strength fall into fraud, dead springs

momma, I dreamed of you… lifeless, sad call

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Will love revive my pained cry? I linger…

She's the moon! A dream that is black Lake death

I wish you could hold me, dead eyes a pall

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I'm choking, momma, tears stain your last call

Fear drains my color, a dream that defers

momma, (I dreamed of you) lifeless, sad call

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Did you kill me that day you died? I ran,

Weaving frantic energy as I fall

I wish you could hold me, dead eyes a pall

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Momma, I choke on the light’s frantic plea

I love you, please hold me, I am to fall

I wish you could hold me, dead eyes a pall

momma, I dreamed of you lifeless, sad call

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Author note: this villanelle is in John’s painful perspective. If you liked this and want to see more, check out my novel The Half Paper Moon! It is NOW available on Golden Storyline Books! The paperback and Kindle is available now on Amazon!

Thank you to my brother Mike and good friend Randy for their very helpful advice to fix my villanelle!! Check out their awesome work today! Whew! This is my third attempt lol I am trying to be a better writer.