Monday, December 14, 2015

close your eyes, step left

Between tree branches reaching towards each other
Underneath overhanging, fractal archways
As the forest seeks to smother the path,
In shadow neither amber nor jet,
In half steps, blinking moments, winking memories,
Half-heard sounds hidden in back of a yawn,
Betwixt each ever-beating moment ||
There stands the doorway to dreams.

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