by Harry

Posted for Sued 51.

I stuffed my head
Before sleep
With too many words;
Thick, dry as saltines,
Their consistency
Coating my tongue,
Making me mute.
I struggle to swallow,

To sleep, hoping
Dreams will pick them up,
Heavy or not,
Fly them to the mountains,
Roll them to the bottom,
Crush them to drops
Of ink in my morning pen
Colorful swirls
On the day’s blank page.


11 Responses to “CRACKERS”

  1. The imagery is amazing! Love the comparisons and adjectives and everything in between!


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