The Background Hum
as I drift off,
the telephone waiting for a call that won't come
the clock content with quarter of, ten to, five of
the almost forgotten crackle of a dying fire
cat, dog, wife already awash in slumber
a triptych of breathing - motion, sigh, wave
my own heavy exhale / inhale swallowing light
floating somewhere between fading sound and roaring silence
the background hum morphing into a flickering dream
Monday, February 23, 2009
sound asleep
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