Plath as Poe Contest - Dream within a Dream
The chalk returns to dust
Disappearing the dread of dreamless nights
Just to turn into the contents of a cannon ball
Where inner turmoil is shot into the blue
Blurred electrical pulses - firing in enclosed space
Catching fire the curtain lace
Looking out from behind the pane
Cold glass separating all from pain
I view what is mine but what is not
A prison of self, sent skywards - shot
Lasso a memory draw it near
Plump it as pillows beneath my head
I cannot - I fear my head is full of stones
Which deny a softened place to rest
Bare this, bare it - wait it out, I plead!
Grasp in fingers the dust of a forgotten dream
Copyright © Di11y Da11y | Year Posted 2023
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