poems by erring cloud
September 3, 2009
dreamcatcher
early they sailed off
the boats I dreamed up
with wrecks retrieved
from uneasy tides
of one last sleep
wished their shadow's play
would distract me a while
from the loneliness one feels
drifting through to no end
these crystal flows of indigo
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