Night/ shifts into morning/ I shift in my bed/ night/ mirror
Elbows bend/ cracking/ the impact of weight against/ ground/ I push myself back up
Such beauty in sadness. My soul is stilled in the night. A melancholy bliss.
Dusty sunset drifts over the mountains
Shy away from sunlight/ scoot from dark's night edge/ dusk/ dawn/ waiting
Sifting sunlight through woven fabric/ weaving wind/ into my hair/ an idea stirs in daylight
Shadows hiccup/ drinking sunlight/ from the clouds
Morning/ sifting through blinds/ caressing distant minds/ as they tumble back/ from secret dreams
Scars/ scatter/ across my body/ detailing/ my sorrow
The sunset/ bored/ with earth's details/ instead tie-dyes/ surprising the stars
Don't let there be silence/ for in silence/ there is war
Yellow ribbons/ fraying/ waving to each who pass/ hugging the tree/ feeling distant blasts
Soggy ceilings/ sinking floors/ reversible
Evolutionists/ of mediocrity/ we/ carry on/ a yesterday
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