Calm, wash right over me 'til I can hardly breathe.
Night, cascade through the day; keep sleeping hounds away.
Dawn enter cosmically; define the trail to be.
Sift through some ancient core - it's what I'm dreaming for.

The Pindrop

Dream of a way and a time and a place
I'm plagued by the thought of the sad on your face.
So I slept in the clouds of your eyes to get high,
and I painted them rose trying not to pass by.
But slow I sank like poison or a pill or toxic rain
that gently eats away.

Ran like a coyote to backtrack my grief.
(Crazy at last and with sharp broken teeth)
And it didn’t seem likely that I could retrieve
A patience for life that would give me relief.
But swift you spread like pollen or a laugh or ocean crests
that gently lap away.


Michael Paul Wintermute

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