Infant Dreams

Eyes clenched tight

Dead weight dropped

Billows of pillows

And blanket tunnels


At the thunderous sound of a door

Patters outside

Consistent within


Ready to move

From the shadows

Pulling broken strings

Of camels and marionette kings

And straws of finality

Until I lie exposed

To the thunder

By a sliver of lightning

Reigning in what kicks push

Building a world of covers

A hideaway to tuck the eyes awaybebye

Bye oh bye


From whispers


I remain silent

Only the sound of closing

Loosens the lids


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