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Slumber Stalks Him

His head droops listless mid-day Waves of heat Collar damp shirt clings Seconds drag Minutes, eternities Knees rain perspiration Rivulets of sweat in between the lines His pen, heavy ink drains eyelids heavy slumber stalks him

Copyright © | Year Posted 2019




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Date: 7/10/2019 8:10:00 PM
I am so picturing Hemingway here, no idea why.
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Gershon Wolf
Date: 7/11/2019 11:16:00 AM
For whom the Bell Tolls, perhaps?! :) gw
Date: 7/9/2019 10:28:00 PM
Is this about what I think it's about? ;) Enjoyed either way. xomo
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Maureen McGreavy The Insolent Rib
Date: 7/10/2019 7:48:00 PM
OH! You just reminded me of a short story I read aeons ago, a tribe, hunting the predator that stalks them every night... Sleep. ;p,
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Gershon Wolf
Date: 7/10/2019 9:10:00 AM
Keep your eyes focused straight ahead. Don't look behind you or over either shoulder.... Either way, I guess. :) gw

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