where the writers are

the black blood of night
holds back
Conditioned air in the room
gets nippier
blankets colder
A dream awaits
its turn
as a yawn stretches sleep
Arms lengthen
into shadows
light of artifice dims
Daybreak’s orb
Throbs between
The thighs of sky-sea horizon


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sea-sky horizon

I am there f - breathing the air conditioning, stretching out my arms, feeling the pinch of cold air in the black blood of night. always. m

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Always, M...exchanging,

Always, M...exchanging, soaking, being...there as I am here.


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f ~~ i am thankful for this

f ~~ i am thankful for this - m