Whispering Echos
Flitting in dark corners.
Warm silence
Filling your ears,
Like Alice,
Sleepy Wanderer,
Wondering: Where
Am I again?
Sneaking Suspicion
Sneakers stray
In circles chasing
A flutter flying
Just outside the
Blurry landscape lines.
Rolling over, crack an eye,
There, over the clock,
A moth flitting.
Pillow warm,
Filling your ears
Dreams: whispering
Echos.
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