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At Nightime

Listening to 
  New Age music 
relaxing late at night
Mellow sounds 
   remind me 
that the time has come 
to 
put 
my 
thoughts 
on paper 
Realizing that 
  once 
  you 
   are 
   published 
 You've blown your cover 
and well, that's O.K. 
   After inscribing this ode
I will concentrate 
   on the pretty sounds 
issuing 
forth 
   from my T.V.
Let my mental state 
   become one 
of peace 
   and I will go soon 
to that temporary death 
   known as sleep

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Andrea Dietrich

Date: 9/9/2015 12:06:00 AM

oh, I love that part about the temporary death. It really is when you think about it. A death with dreams. Or is our LIFE the dream (Unamuno in spain liked writing on that theme).

Andrea Dietrich

Date: 9/9/2015 12:06:00 AM

thanks for the birthday greeting, my friend.

Poet Destroyer A

Date: 9/8/2015 8:30:00 PM

Glad it's only temporary. Matt, I like how you are inspired by your way and surroundings. I hope you get it done, then relax... And write on.... Linda