Sunday, February 8, 2009

Lorna Morgan Fireplace



uncial IV -X *** uncial
Every night you send an invitation
And I wish sire
show up in your dream
arrives to you like a black owl
Dissolved feathers, satin gown
I smile sleepily


I look at you as you sleep curled up leaves
all part of the sky scattered
crumpled
always enter through the left ear
Where to oversleep, alone and hollow
But once there, my laughter resound

He tickles chuckle - quivered the eyelid
A stifled smile no longer lingers
Wraps
corners of the sky Now I'm sire owned
Senna-sleepless-hypnotic joy Dream
you see me in all ways

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