Still Awake

Still awake again still.

The silence of the stillness makes me scan the scale of sleepless possibilities.

Yesterday isn’t over and today hasn’t begun,

The spring rain whispers hints of summer

To those of us awake enough to hear.

Time doesn’t matter here,  until it does

Just keep counting, by primes

Eventually we will all be asleep,

And these words will live on.

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Electric cosmic lounge lizard of the wheeling variety. Lover of fine food, beautiful people, creative thinkers and fantastic voyages. Multi-media artist and writer.

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