Night #3

I wait for tomorrow.
As sleep
Cradles what is left of me
In a blanket of languid lullabies.
And the soft pulse of my breath
Push against the night in gentle struggle.

I belong here.

Between the cusp of radiance
And the seductive swallowing of night.

I belong in the medium.
Both tempting my body in a wave
Of shock, and surrender.

In this suspension,
I have found no barriers
Between truth and memory.

Just,
Consciousness.
A fragile sequence of moments
Waiting
For the break of morning
In this shadowed stream of light.

Night #3

lolowe

Rockaway Beach, United States

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