© Marie Marshall.Twitter @MairibheagM
Never at a loss for words, are you! 😀
water, sand, escaping…some dreams frighten me and there seems to be two kinds of silences
How often, we carefully place the ‘skulls’ to “accuse passers-by”…words carefully place upon the ‘casement’.
You were always going to notice that.
did you hear that?
It kinda vibrated.
smooth my skirt…
I do that, when I wear one.
Same goes for my skirts.
Do you usually have surreal dreams? Wow…. what DID you have for dinner? I dream about people I know. Dead and alive. All the time. I dream dead people all the time. Oh cr@p! That’s too hokey even for me. I IS a cool poem, Sis.
I have dreams worth turning into poems, I guess.
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