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Narcoleptic Dream
by Traci MabatsShe stands beneath
the burning water
writes her memiors in the steam
she lays back in the
shallow depths
her hair forming
suicides halo
as she dreams
of a time when
she wasn't stuck
on a one way road
but in an open field
beneath the wide open skies
under the stars
where she can pick flowers
and walk for hours
And she doesn't want to open her eyes
because she knows
reality is there
waiting for her
on the other side
of her lids 09/29/2003 Posted on 09/29/2003
Copyright © 2025 Traci Mabats
| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by Ashok Sharda on 09/30/03 at 03:57 PM 'reality is there
waiting for her
on the other side
of her lids'...Like a buffer between being and nothingness. Beautiful.
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| Posted by Quinlan L Gibson on 10/08/03 at 02:30 PM amazing how just closing your eyes can seem to take it all away..excellent piece Sharona |
| Posted by Ginette T Belle on 01/09/04 at 03:20 PM "her hair forming suicides halo as she dreams" wow what a beautiful line...potent imagery, you could drown it...
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