i am dreaming of
the furthest room down the hall,
the slight fall of the chest as someone sighs deeply
the watery gaze that sees nothing
save dull and diffused light
of reasons that have the stink of rationalization on them
of slight couched in invitation
to yesterday's cancelled reservation
for the chance to revisit the ultimatum
where live words held in the mouth
words now sentenced to life
for murders never said
of the memory of tiny actions
for the sake of their intended
of small bright wings painted with the faces of children laughing
that flutter in what appears to be aimless flight yet always alighting with precision on the nectarless flowers
in their artificial meadow
of sleep without dreams or waking
Jan 4, 2020
Jan 4, 2020 at 10:39 PM UTC
i am dreaming of
the furthest room down the hall,
the slight fall of the chest as someone sighs deeply
the watery gaze that sees nothing
save dull and diffused light
of reasons that have the stink of rationalization on them
of slight couched in invitation
to yesterday's cancelled reservation
for the chance to revisit the ultimatum
where live words held in the mouth
words now sentenced to life
for murders never said
of the memory of tiny actions
for the sake of their intended
of small bright wings painted with the faces of children laughing
that flutter in what appears to be aimless flight yet always alighting with precision on the nectarless flowers
in their artificial meadow
of sleep without dreams or waking
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