Friday, July 19, 2013

#3: Nightswimming.

Tonight
Tossing and turning again.

Sweating, freezing.

They are calling me.
Do I listen?
Do I dream?

Do I stop swimming against the current?
Do I lose (give) myself to madness?

They don't stop.
They won't stop.
They can't stop.

I can't fight.  Or can I?
I can't sleep. Or can I?
I can't dream.  Or am I?

Maybe I'm not crazy.
Maybe I'm not dreaming.

Yes dear? What do you need?

-E.H.


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