In Living Sleep

By Virgils Vigil




To be tired:

To be lost amidst a mind melting melt:

Adrift a drift with a draft;

I feel wind.

 

Wet.

                                    Wet wet wind.

 

 

                                    Wet wet wind whetting wheat:

                                               

                                    A damp grain of a mind.

 

 

. . .

 

—spawns one thing, which is truly another,

Which is all, and by that we are (if I dare make the leap,)

Undeniably together

In living sleep.

 

 

 


 

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Copyright 2013 Virgils Vigil
Published on Wednesday, March 20, 2013.     Filed under: "Poetry"
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  • A former member wrote: I can hardly keep my eyes open and this was more than appropriate for the moment. I feel like I'm asleep right now...

  • TheProphetUntold On Wednesday, March 20, 2013, TheProphetUntold (160)By person wrote:

    This does seem almost as dreams are. One thing, then the same and completely different. Drifting image and meaning without course. Cool piece.+tpu+

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