Sanctioned Servitude

The sun peeked through 

Just enough to say hello to the morn

The empty tree branch

Tapped lightly against the broken window

While a faint whisper of the fall’s brisk

    wind seeped through

Reminding me once again of your departure

A slave to the unavailable

I refuse to use the key

That dangles between you and freedom

Loneliness consumes me

Yet 

I refuse 

To escape

Joyce Oscar  ©2018