A Long Walk
By mokymoky
Day burns down to night,
Burns the edge of my soul
In the night I break into sparks of suns
and become fires in a dust of bones
Night knifes, My breath swallows whole my tongue
Turn back Reverse return,
In the night I see the real,
Concealed in the day's bright lie
Eyes stitched shut. White teeth smile
Sleep walks... and talks
And feet mark time of day
Author Notes: A review would be nice.
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