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Around the middle of the night, or could
I say the eye? In truth it was invisible,
so lying there, I tried to think - or would
you say decide? - A dialogue: inaudible,
stacked up and rattling down, of plates
and all the cracks and chips that they contain.
A midnight brims with wine, exacerbates
the fear of choosing doors whose slams refrain
and fail to hold the night, and all my thoughts
just snap - they splinter and fall flat. I am
caught lying, not breathing, now look - the knots
are come undone. Now everything the dam
restrained is - would you say it flows,
or does my heart drink all, while hunger grows?
I say the eye? In truth it was invisible,
so lying there, I tried to think - or would
you say decide? - A dialogue: inaudible,
stacked up and rattling down, of plates
and all the cracks and chips that they contain.
A midnight brims with wine, exacerbates
the fear of choosing doors whose slams refrain
and fail to hold the night, and all my thoughts
just snap - they splinter and fall flat. I am
caught lying, not breathing, now look - the knots
are come undone. Now everything the dam
restrained is - would you say it flows,
or does my heart drink all, while hunger grows?
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#32 in the 100 Themes Project - Night.
This is a sonnet.
Yup. ^_^
This is a sonnet.
Yup. ^_^
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