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Craig Reynolds Nov 2011
Dogs are barking
and the wind is howling
and dragging it’s legs through autumn leaves

at the door
the night silences all sleep
and white walls
catch my dreams
and erase them
almost immediately

unstable, tossed, and turning

there is no peace to be disturbed
or broken

the night is chaos
and i know nothing else
besides it’s name
and hollow meanings

listless, useless connotations

faint stars flicker
and lie about the promises of morning

fortune rises in the west
and soon the sun will be returning
to dry it all up again…
Craig Reynolds Jan 2011
for some reason,
i’m infatuated with libraries.
so many thoughts, so many voices, so many dreams.
all collecting dust

in one
quiet
place.
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Craig Reynolds Jan 2011
denser.
darker.
deeper.

i crept into
the skeleton forest

no way out
no bread crumb trail
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Craig Reynolds Jan 2011
resistance
came in many forms
back then.

clouds. storms. fogs.
tides. glaciers.
lakes.

all tried.

all failed.

to keep me
away…
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Craig Reynolds Jan 2011
no rest
for the wicked
or for
me,
no my
dreams keep me
tired,
no fire
has burnt my
bed yet,
no i’m
watching
laundry line
silhouettes
from:
the shadow box
of my head,
no this
isn’t pain
as much
as its
disorienting,
no i
need medicine
something to
keep me
awake
because
i forgot
to blink,
no it
makes no difference
whether my eyes
are closed or
open,
no dust
left
suspended in light
over the ocean
trenched
darkness.
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Craig Reynolds Jan 2011
tiny. little. indivisible.
                                      —moments.
frame real. for the first time.
                                      —suspended.

I fed. five thousand.
                                      —of them.
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Craig Reynolds Jan 2011
we escaped
the ravenous crowds of the beach
the secrets seagulls screech
that discussed the implausibility
of you leaving with me
you walked
with the sound of the coast
the deep ancient sea
clearing its throat
to call you home
furthering the distance
from me
to you.
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