The heart beats well at night
It is only at night that we realize that the clouds were never as dark as they seemed.
What’s wrong
Nothing, just hate this weather I know.
It’s a clear sky
I know.
What you thinking of?
Look
Where
Here, give me your finger
Do you see that?
The stars?
Yea. Orion’s Belt
I thought that was Orion’s Belt
Does it matter
Not at all.
Obehi Akpengbe
A poem inspired by a loved one who I lost a while ago. I realize that the small things that used to make me upset were trivial and now I sometimes find myself wanting to go back to when my biggest problems were “my big brother chewing too loud” and “another boring math class”.