as I lie awake
staring at the ceiling
engulfed by the darkness,
settling in, just long enough
that my eyes begin to clear
and see what is near.
—
a deep breath…
guests are here
bearing darker gifts,
begging for me to hear.
—
welcoming them in,
with a warm smile
as I become the muse, of my own,
will you stay a while?
—
hours pass,
time is up,
to fade away
forcing my mind at bay.
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