Mine

I find myself in bed again

Surrounded by my sheets. 

My exhaustion slips and twirls and bends

As I slide underneath. 
wasn’t it a moment ago,

I stood on borrowed time?

Flaunting sunlight at the sky

Which stretched out; golden; mine?
Where did the time and daylight go

Have they followed sound away?

For now the world 

Is                 Still

And soft; its melodies relinquished —

They sink dreamily by, 

unharmed, undiminished. 

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