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John B
Poems
Nov 2015
11 am
Woke up to the cold from a window with a fan that had been off inexplicably the whole night prior still
Chilled from a dream that ended with a sudden wind on the tip of a peninsula that knocked me off again
With the raze of children's games as car doors slam screams for help aloft from voices on my cry's wolf list
What I might give to sleep until rested battling sand men until broken or bested, unworthy of slumber that
Like what my foes get, requisitioning golems and gargoyles seems like a safe bet but ill have a mimosa
At 11am? Its been a rough morning.
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