#curlup
The slapping second hand wakes
to the mute, orange-dark room
of a life again crepuscular,
commutes before dawn, after dusk
and the yearn for vitamin D
become the norm
in the near distance
supermarket music tickles
glitter and tinsel
the bright idiocy of Yuletide
before the treacle dark inside
Nov 2, 2021
Nov 2, 2021 at 3:19 AM UTC
she sleeps with
her knees pulled up
and her shoulders lifting
back arched toward the
top
Apr 5, 2016
Apr 5, 2016 at 1:15 AM UTC