Saturday, March 17, 2007

3am

The steady hum of the building lift
Is like my mind, an up and down drift
Obscure snow at midnight hours
Lulls me to sleep in my city tower
Pitter patter on my window pane
Kindles a moment, thoughts fall like rain
rampant but for now let wander
For when I wake, they’ll be no longer
Not awake and not asleep
Never sure which dreams to keep

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