Disentangling you
From sleep, day
Disrupts and disturbs
Dream like a stone
Plopped into a pond.
Yet dream persists
Between the ripples;
It lulls the stark day,
Submerged and translucent,
With the soft edges
Of night’s desires.
As you speak, I watch
Your hands, your eyes
Your mouth, and drown,
indiscernibly.
(August 9, 2017)
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