Senryu Beightol 12 Poem by Seamus O' Brian
Senryu Beightol 12
i'm falling awake
my hand finds the place you lay
nothing but the cold
Wednesday, December 7, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: life,love
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I literally awoke in the middle of the night and found these words. I memorized them and while driving had the memory of a dream.
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5/7/2024 12:27:33 PM # 1.0.0.1119
FALLING AWAKE came barging through the curtain of my eyes, carrying its own tube of ink, and imprinted itself on my personal lexicon. The awakening is rude when hands are drawn to where warmth is no longer.