Frost pocket

A warmth upon my cheek

A light behind my eyelid

As I walk within my sleep

And wake beyond my twilight

 

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The remains of yesterday

I was sitting in the dark
and wondered if it was a metaphor
or whether I was just too lazy
to turn on the light
when I realized
that it was a metaphor
for laziness.