dreams

angel wings


Weary. Wasn’t sleeping last night,
My soul wandering,
It wandered about time,
And it scared me a trifle. [It scared me exceedingly.]
Couldn’t figure how to place things.
What’s real? What belongs with my dreams.
Pink chiffon and music,
Footsteps …
And angel wings.

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