...and then there are those nights.
when shame and guilt streak
sheets.
Faces.
and wet eyes ask silent questions
you will never know how to answer
Because you cannot stop Time
or slow his march through their body
This disobedient body
that no longer takes orders
from the spirit it housed
that breathes life
into that house.
and haunts it still.
you will not be able to explain
why they look in the mirror and
do not recognize this disobedient
husk
staring back at them with wet questioning eyes.
all you can do
all you can do — is look in their face
and see your own tired reflection
and in that moment you take their hand and say
I know you.
I remember you.
I recognize who you are.
and time slows
for just a moment.
-Julian* ©2017 All Rights Reserved
Julian Long is a Writer, Branding and Marketing Strategist, Voice Actor, Caretaker, and Commitment Coach with roots in NYC and Kentucky. His passion is helping be up to big things. Like all good Southern-raised church boys he loves his God his Mama, his dog and good fried chicken. Not necessarily in that order. More Julian: Twitter | Instagram | Facebook
