Question everything.

Dec 31, 2019 · 1 min read
Photo by Zoltan Tasi on Unsplash

In between
on pause?
no teeth no claws
no sleep
no sheep
to count on
no help
from beyond.

But still I dream —
and so it seems…
the Sandman
still shapes
my urge,
my aches
even when
I’m awake.

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A ghost renting some bones; keeping it poetic & weird.

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