It is around midnight
night’s flowers blow in the eyes

… In a corner of the pupil
their roots unfold & unlock sleep

from its cage, where it lies…
It is around midnight, the pull
of the pulse makes Morpheus weep.

… The mind drinks shadows down
and they speak…

Around midnight.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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