Tonight's Poet Corner: How I Sleep
How I Sleep
by Belinda Roddie
with a million dreams
backed up in my brain,
like tiny trains caught
on a finite rail. like hubcaps
spinning on a road to
nowhere. like bubbles
bursting when the crystal
finally becomes clear.
by Belinda Roddie
with a million dreams
backed up in my brain,
like tiny trains caught
on a finite rail. like hubcaps
spinning on a road to
nowhere. like bubbles
bursting when the crystal
finally becomes clear.
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