[late hour] (nocturne)











      late hour

      stones me to the bed

      dread

      ful idea  my stoney head

      just roll  roll ahead



      the night grows into peace

      until its hair greys



      (like mine)

      good night's gona leave me in the morning

      good morning's gona greet nightmarish me



	









wlodzimierz holsztynski ©

       1990-01-26

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