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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this is lovely ❤