Bare Not I'M Half Asleep Poem by Manonton Dalan
Bare Not I'M Half Asleep
silvery crown against a wall
leaning to a dream tired soul
swirl of wind from old ducts
sprinkle tiny particles, sneeze
rescind to warmness of threads
darkness mask whatever was said
tiktok on hallway a cleaning lady
staring at her face; why this late
picking clatters too much to see
squat reveal herself hole of light
darting eyes; followed her steps
nothing happening but sweet sleep
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4/24/2024 11:22:20 PM # 1.0.0.1119
darting eyes; followed her steps nothing happening but sweet sleep So beautiful!