Resigned

like stage directions from a far country
I have obeyed your commands
and Orion in the sky

in the dark dawns summoned me.
watch over me walking here
bright angels when my breath

turns to frost and I am lost in
a city I never chose.
the bus is a foreign platform

and the drizzle gets in
below all umbrellas
and walking in between

you are soaked to the bone
and enter the place
that is not your home

and file the days away
and the scar of Orion fades
and you can't see it

from an office window.
but you'll resign yourself
to living this way.

mary angela douglas 3 january 2018