Wednesday, April 23, 2008

11:58 On A Tuesday

This cold dark night. I can't sleep. Nor hold a coherent thought. The
light. Across my sleeping room. Shining through the silken curtain.
Beyond the grass, and under the walnut tree. It shines. The light.

12:03 on a Wednesday. I still can't sleep. Progress, says it's
tomorrow. Sanity says it don't matter.

I'm inclined to believe the ladder. I could suck my thumb and dream;
if I could.

1 Comments:

Blogger chessie said...

Rodney...by all accounts, I would say your a writer...
Not just a "blogger"...
I'm following this...
and enjoying your words

10:21 AM  

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