Drifting

Fearlessly I walk the precipice between wake and sleep.
It’s a path many cannot walk for long
before tumbling down one side or the other.

One never chooses which side they’ll go, it chooses them.

Night after night I play hard to get,
teasing them both
wondering which one will win –
which side will prove strongest tonight?

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Posted on August 23, 2010, in Poem, Rosemary Carroll. Bookmark the permalink. Leave a comment.

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