Night Lag Poem by Steven Rodgers

Night Lag



It hides, it sneaks, it creeps.
Absconded from my grasp,
And always sleeps.
A broken clasp,
Refusing to snag,
Connect or hook.
Another night's lag,
Another night's book.

Saturday, May 19, 2012
Topic(s) of this poem: night
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