I Sleep Under Words

Folly Beach Dawn by William P Smithem

I sleep under words
cocooned in down
I dream with ideas
formed by other minds
read by eyes
felt in bones

In the light I wear them
amulet like fetishes
bound bits of sound
arbitrary vibrations
tongue utterance

Awakening
I climb the cliff
into the darkness
led by the glow
of their lingering
luminescence
lustrous
pearlescent in the
nascent dawn

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