by Liar
Lovely words, familiar feeling.
inquiring minds
want to know
how a dream dreamt me
Just wonderful, Liar.
wow!! excellent display of your way with words..my favorite part-
and when lungs breathe
ghosts of water
and I slide
into the numb
I know that feeling, its intoxicating, love this poem :)
But you didn't answer that long eternal question that if you die in your sleep, will you ever wake up?
This poem was mentioned in the Archival Review thread, in a picking through Lit's archive of over 34,000 poems.
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