Collapse

I had a poem
on my tongue
when I closed
my eyes.
It was stolen
by sleep.
A tiny collapse
of dreams
and empires,
only grand
because of its
destruction.

Artwork by my absolute favorite artist Chiara Bautista, aka Milk, shared from the public domain
Artwork by my absolute favorite artist Chiara Bautista, aka Milk, shared from the public domain
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