Prose rises
from your lips while
you sleep. I wish I understood
what you were saying, but
you mumble
in a language I will never know–
you whisper secrets
to me I will never hear.
Sleep talking
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Prose rises
from your lips while
you sleep. I wish I understood
what you were saying, but
you mumble
in a language I will never know–
you whisper secrets
to me I will never hear.
Silenticel 