Won (MS)

I wonder how I won the day.

I know nothing, knew nothing, will always know nothing.

I wonder how I got there. Got here. Got anywhere.

I listen to now,

the only one still alive, of us all.

Yesterday I sat there, with you all, all ten.

I wonder where you've gone,

wonder if life has a past,

think of taking these words off the page.

I see light in grey clouds, shadows in the sunbeams,

blinding me, the silence of frost and snow,

binding me to this mourning bed.

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