Yawning
the letters blur
i am not chewing
the word anymore
each letter slides
in my throat like
a slimy jelly
the lights in the
living room
sleep
the pillows are
calling my name
in whispers
some dreams
are waiting beside
my blanket
they will again sleep
with me tonight
the depth of the
night is too much
i am sleepy
i am yawning
hmmmmm
it is time to
close
everything
is dark,
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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