Thursday, 12 September 2013

touching free


at night, or sometimes in the afternoon,
or long into the morning, sleep comes
to comfort me. Sleep dries my eyes
from all their crying. Sleep lifts the weights
from trembling shoulders, arms, hands.
Sleep unties the inside knots and tangles,
looses the shackles that tie me down and I float
away to freedom I knew awake
some time ago. 

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