When the over night comes
when four in the morning
is night smoke thinning
& daybreak soon to be
I am dislodging dreams
& what-if memories
Before the morning & past night
when I went to bed
the in-between thoughts
having weight do resonate
& your presence is what
I talk to making sense of all
Sunday, March 15, 2009
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