Tagged: slumber

some dreams fall into

the rule to holiday

the rule to holiday
slumber parties is that
there are no
rules – let’s drink
to one another’s
health and
yearning,
sharing every
drop, tongue-
twisted till daylight
.
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daylight and bird calls

daylight and bird calls
yank me out of deep sleep like
they were perfectly

aligned twin points of the same
tweezer filed for precision
.
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at every morning’s

sunday is a crepe

i am being eaten

i am being eaten
alive
by the mosquito
called time. its hairy
pulvillar pads lean in to
kiss Pythagoras’
hypotenuse. a bouquet
of bites into my
slumber, i am worn
down by its
unwavering balance
.
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