Sunday, October 7, 2012

four a.m.



the crackling of four a. m.
within the crisp cool of october
cats spooned upon the piano

waiting for tiredness
to wash over me, like a huge
wave of warm bliss

eyes getting heavy
now-- slipping into the arms
of sweet unconscious sleep

Kate Lamberg
10/6/12



emma sleeping~

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