untitled
tired desert dawn
formerly caught between the cross and flag
now just her(e)
trying to sleep cross legged in a ragged e.r. chair
murmuring voices rise in pitch from down the hall
just enough to catch a random word or phrase
and fall back into that buzzing lull of white noise
like a siren luring me to sleep
to sleep and rest and dream uncoming
formerly caught between the cross and flag
now just her(e)
trying to sleep cross legged in a ragged e.r. chair
murmuring voices rise in pitch from down the hall
just enough to catch a random word or phrase
and fall back into that buzzing lull of white noise
like a siren luring me to sleep
to sleep and rest and dream uncoming
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