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Heads on a Pillow
Just some more free verse that popped into my head. I think there is something for the sake of art in leaving something as it is etherically 'given' now and then....
Only my pillow knows
Where my mind goes
As I close my eyes
When I wake up
It says Nothing
Look as it lies there
Smug and Plump
It also knows
Where your head goes
When it's not next
To mine
...Saturday 31st August 2019 4:10 pm
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