At Least Tommorrow Poem by Anthony Dawson
At Least Tommorrow
Rating: ★3.5
At least tomorrow I can sleep,
ignore the rapid fury of open eyes rasping my presence.
An induced darkness I furrow out of downward jaws
that eat me, sink me.
No consequence in my sleep,
wrong or right;
limitless behaviour orders me to this cushioned kingdom,
where sometimes I wish to stay when your face is my bounty.
Tuesday, May 3, 2005
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4/27/2024 6:50:47 PM # 1.0.0.1119
I like this one a lot, Anthony. Keep writing. Raynette