Five AM
Do you see what's around you? Of course not.It's dark. Do you see me, in silhouette, inside
A window? I'm trying to read. My mind
Drifts away. I put on the light, so you'd
Know where I am. I stare through the
Glass. I can't tell if you're there. You
Are silent somewhere in the dark.
Poetry by Lawrence Beck
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Written on 2015-04-13 at 12:35
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