December and Everything After

You are in the savor of night’s tempted mouth
open for swallowing dreams

for I may not survive this wave
any more than you have already swum

but I am calling out –
moon, may you release morning?

light’s favor is what I need
for tonight, is the end – the dead end
I have been waiting for

and you,
I call you december
for you are too winter to refuse
and everything has already crystallized.

you were the never-ending story I’d call out to
for tales told/retold faintly true
but my mercy has run dry –

in the morning I expect a clear sky
the sun is waiting
for me and
rising for everything after you

is this the game of surrender?

if it is, then I am the white rose you once held
in soft hands, and now
an incomplete unfolding.

I feel you
crawl close
to look for me in hibernation,

but I will not tempt night
or you.

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​simóne j banks is a writer and English instructor at Louisiana State University where she earned her MFA in creative writing in poetry. She is researching and writing her first collection of stories. 

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