Yesternight, timeless with its soft grey haze between the trees
and the moon. Which sighs, white silence drifting forth:
Cain’s parting gift.
Yesternight, restless stillness/dreamless darkness, blows cold
whispers to my fluttering drapes. Shivering heart, pulsing thoughts, I stand mesmerized, whiteness over my feet.
Yesternight, shadows cry mutely gainst the embrace of the moonlit fog
In pain in vain. I yell out in anguish, beating at the glass. Silence, stillness answer back.
Yesternight, I slept.
2 comments:
Haha, you figured out how to title the link. :) Yeah, I was passed out sleeping. :P
~A.
Hah yeah. I'm rusty with my html.
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