2:38 a.m.A Poem by eglantine
I awoke to a piano
lullaby ringing in my ears and moon lyrics whitening my lips, goosebumps illuminate my pale skin. The stars talk to me: they blink Morse-code. I drag my knuckles along the blue wall, force my skin away. I want to see bright bone, like fresh moon in the dark. © 2013 eglantineAuthor's Note
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Added on June 12, 2013Last Updated on June 12, 2013 AuthoreglantineSomewhere SomeplaceAboutI graduated with my B.A. in English (emphasis creative writing) My ultimate goal is to be the U.S. Poet Laureate and to be a college professor of poetry. I'm a wildflower with a poetic soul. I'm als.. more..Writing
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