Dream In, Dream Out
I edge
on tension
of tide
was that your voice in the shrill of night?
as I clawed this frame under bedded lies
choking of death and crying to life
hard breath from weakest moment
I break
as my shorings
bite land
was that you? or just me in shadow?
how would one know in black fog?
fingers crossed, eyes cursed
stricken numb by witches will
I run
fleeing cold
for cover
maybe I found us both in dark places
or just enough of us to put things right
knowing wanes in diminishing light
just the stumble to fumble to reach
I sleep
to be frozen
in dreams
I awake thawed to dream once more........
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