Monday Morning Before Work by Michael Rucker

Oct 2016

Haze,
speaking at me.
Beckoning forth a gift.
Tranquility.
Illusion.
Bellow out, cries of this wasteland,
caress the beat of my sleeping heart.
For I, accept the gift.

Written by

Michael Rucker Naples, Florida

(Naples, Florida)

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