Liquid Dream Poem by Oscar Rodriguez

Liquid Dream

Rating: 5.0


Feeling like glass thing
in the hands of a
persistently mischevious
child, I fall asleep,
and the bridge embraces
me; the moon soothes me
with its cool, gently
illuminated touch, and the stream speaks
to my dreams of its liquid nightmares.

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