Her
nights fracture
Webbed,
splintered mirror flicking
Will-o-wisps
inside her brain
Reality
pulls and snaps like
Taffy
rope between her
Teeth
as she lies down
Kissing
a bed with her
Sore
body
Eyelids
drip, lashes hug
Cheeks
as she melts to
Fantasy
where she hurts
No
longer
*Attribution should be in the photo
This is beautiful! :)
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DeleteBeautifully written. I love the imagery.
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ReplyDeleteI think I feel just like that when I finally get to bed at night. I snuggle in and don't move sometimes until morning.
ReplyDeleteI rarely have uninterrupted sleep. Peaceful rest is something to cherish.
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