Still up.
I feel the weight
That the dark puts on me.
I try to drown it with lamp light:
Gets worse.
Posted in response to the challenge Cinquain.
Restless Night
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Do you feel your head unspooling into the universe?
The ends of the string are fraying at the edges,
irreparably stained with the stardust at the ends
of the many worlds you stretch across.
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Sacred Holy Dream
Yes, Alice thought as she drifted deeper into sleep from within that lightless and beautiful place, make it stranger now. Make it all new again.
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Beauty in the Dark.
My very favorite poem is an inarguably terrible one. I do not know its name and do not care to find out if it has a name.
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