A Sleepless Exchange
A Sleepless Exchange
A restless night wears the battle scars
of dreams shattered in daylight hours
An owl echoes the objection in the darkness
as the turning of a ceiling fan counts
the seconds of hours, spin by spin
A limb scrapes the shingles
as the wind recalls the turbulence---
howling through the barren branches
forlorn of the leaves of chlorophyll
Tangled in the sheets of acceptance
where barter plays no role
A stone pillow beneath my head
while the albatross of broken heart
weighs heavily on the chest
A train rumbles in the distance,
with dejected warning…blows its horn
nearing tomorrow, tickets in hand
the receipt of acknowledgment
a sleepless exchange
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Copyright © Debra Squyres | Year Posted 2013
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