Monday, May 21, 2007

a prayer for sleep

faded beige walls
enclosing in

tonight will be filled
with whites, pastels, hope
dreams of walking stuft animals
across the piano keys

dash out this despair
with the moths circling around
my handmade paper lamp

tomorrow will be filled
with blues, bolds, stress
postmodernism and reinventing history
with a side of drug narratives and nihilism

but tonight let this romance linger a little while longer
my polka dotted pillow led me on, pull me down
into slumber

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