"The clouds cast moving shadows on the land."
Title from a line of poetry by Philip Larkin (The North Ship, 1945)
Friday, November 22, 2019
Perchance ~ Friday, 22 November 2019
Was I asleep,
as of now, no,
sleep came, sleep went,
I fell asleep
and woke right up,
slapped, your alarm
left me wishing,
enter a pact,
even Satan
prays for the day.
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