Upright Through Midnight Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak
Upright Through Midnight
Rhythms rocking me into the night, touching upon the
old days, struggling like crazy to stand upright through
midnight and beyond.
Watching, traveling, going straight into the middle of
another melody, like marbles rolling around, touching
the surface of emotions.
Turning me inside out and upside down, trailing and drag-
ging into the morning once again without getting any sleep
to speak of.
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