Wait of the Sane

Dust of desperation shadows mornings;

Soulless hunger rattles weary bones;

Lonely dawn crosses lonelier darkness.

The summer waters tumbled down

In gleeful stream, full of life and joy.

Yet, shadows wait and entice

Into midnight’s snare of subsumed dreamscape

With dark morsels of primal prickings.

Moon changes patiently;

Time floats beyond worn thoughts-

The sane wait out for sun to happen!

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