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David W Jones
Poems
Oct 2013
Cranberry Sauce
I dream of sleep
with eyes wide open;
itβs always dark
in the morning.
Touching disparity
beneath reckless thoughts;
lines and dots
unconnected.
Everything
looks and tastes identical;
I am starving to death.
Written by
David W Jones
Las Vegas, Nevada
(Las Vegas, Nevada)
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