Friday, March 11, 2016

Joyce's Thoughts

They were shadows
surrounding the edges of my place
haloed in smears of light.
My bed was
very small and they
came from far away,
another planet,
of which I had
traces of memory.
Yet they touched my body
and whispered foreign thoughts
in my ear,
something I could hardly hear
and couldn't understand.
It tempted me
toward the impossible.
Tempted me
toward something I lost.


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