Tag: drift
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Good Night Dad
The sounds of snoring In a three part harmony I am the only audience The tickets are free Whooping wings fluttering Birds of prey The wind whistling past a closed window All I recount the totality of my day Hidden sun Glistening moonlight Covering a body Once soaked in sweat from running outside A midnight…
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Burning Toast
Burning Toast Can you smell the burning toast in the thick air? It sets fire to relaxed nostrils The fog drifts from the toaster like a daydream on fire It spreads through the vast house like a monsoon It goes above and beyond but still reaches higher Lift the lever, unplug the toaster and throw…
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