The Sleep Of Lost Words Poem by William B. Deutscher

The Sleep Of Lost Words

The sleep of lost words from a rolling dream,
waiting for the tunnel with averted eyes.
The steep of high hills on the outskirts of town,
kissing up the night in a slap of wasted time.
The sweep of wide longing down to broken rage,
mixing up the meaning in a fumble of ways.

Wednesday, June 11, 2025
Topic(s) of this poem: longing,sleep
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