Poezie
Morpheus
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Mediu
paint a picture with my finger
on a steamy window
when it’s cold.
cut me with a paring knife
toss me a coin
show them where to rest their bones.
assess the churchyard symphony
stumble into my inner exile
smother their inscrutability.
join my religion
let me off my leash
scratch the silence
with scornful tombstone letters
and bleach.
wake me up and save.
no.
put me back to sleep.
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