Sharp grains of daylight,
jabbing each other,
drop past
the
narrow
waist of time,
falling into darkness.
Shimmering dread and
darkling thoughts ripple,
fragile starlight bent
by a troubled lake.
Rest escapes
me as though my
soul were naught
but a leaky
balloon.
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Concerns
-unresolved-
swarm in clouds
around my head,
more insistent than
gnats on a summer's eve.
The morrow, opaque as a chilled slab of toffee, seems doubly brittle.
How will I discharge
tasks outnumbering stars,
taken on in foolish hubris?
Slowly.
Gradually.
Nearly imperceptibly.
One, two, three, many...
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