Tuesday, November 29, 2016

Morning After 

slip carefully out of your 
dimmest thoughts
ebbing sleep
slip into your slippers
walk the long hall with half closed eyes
you are immersed in the half light
helpless in the wicked
tricks of darkness
middle night
pillowed in the revelations of everything 
that have never occurred
occurred but never 
remembered

jppestana november 29, 2016


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