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Sleepless
A dog barks, whimpers, barks no more
On the block, fists hammer a door
The hair on my arms rises in protest
I kneel, anxious for morning, answer to
my prayers.
bottom of page
Sleepless
A dog barks, whimpers, barks no more
On the block, fists hammer a door
The hair on my arms rises in protest
I kneel, anxious for morning, answer to
my prayers.