The Silken Papers
Tuesday, July 19, 2011
Forward to Back in Time
Sleep lays entangled at my feet.
What ifs form soldier lines along the back of my mind.
Questions rise red replacing my blood.
Breath comes a steady wave across the room; Lulling and enticing sleeps reassuring embrace.
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