Thursday, August 31, 2006

I slept last night
A tossing of words and dreams
Played havoc,
My mind, my escape
And ran with me until I could run no more
End game
I heard the silence of the digital clock,
The turning of the minutes,
01 to 02 to 03
Beneath the thoughts my mind creates
Running still
Dreaming madmen race beneath
The silence
Of a mind
To worn to even
Dream
Slept last night
And when I woke,
My only dream
Was you

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