night hawk

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awake in wee hours
neither night nor dawn
i hear odd sounds
of silences

wooden stairs
silently creak
drum beats in cahoots
with parquet floors

mind’s cornucopia
spills night crawlers
in thoughts, worry beading
outlandish scenarios

fresh mind
weary bones
I again take to bed
w/ novel thoughts to peck

au revoir

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