OBSEVATIONS, & EDGAR

December 15, 2013

I’ve all ways stopped & stared up there

At all the old bare moon

I take a moment, I take more than my share

To take a full breath of  moonscent air

Then soon, clever inventiveness is there

Under head & theadbare cloak

.

I can’t even recall when I’ve eaten at all

I think there was  plenty to drink

.

I will remember the pills come evening

I must remember to breathe

Sometimes  I must remember to breathe

.

I may have dreampt a dream  she found us

Wideawake I’d stake it all  we’re not lost

 

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