time takes no prisoners.

to lay my head

on empty slab

of empty worn out


and float on fear

so lost in life

with frayed

unraveled seams

turn to face a wall

and be unheld

in nighttimes  mare

to twist and turn

and shout out loud

in unbraced shaking


in darkened mome

i lay me down

at times unyielding


and pray in gasping breaths

to see the light

of wounded









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