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Tuesday, May 14, 2013

Less than Dust

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Less than Dust

You told me that you do not dream,
But I saw your eyelids closed
To hide the sudden movements behind.

You lie there with sheets thrown back
And beading sweat across your face
Like some endless rainfall spring

Of unquenchable tears for a life
You have never lived, but live
Through each night until the dawn

Rises up through dark, to snatch it
From your tight-clutching fingers
Trying to hold onto the fading night

As your dreams dissolve into less
Than dust and vague dissatisfactions
You cannot name or place, except to know

That somehow the shape of this world
Seems to have too many hard edges
And numberless sharp corners

You do not discover when you lie down
At night and everything about your weary day
Is lost in the soft pillow when you find yourself

Taking these twisting verdant pathways
Winding through familiar dreaming landscapes
Back to this place you know is home.

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