Poetry Clips – Lest (Under Empty Skies)


A speck of dust

Floats idly free

Hangs suspended

In the light

I will the night

To take my empty

Ashen dreams

I close my eyes

Against them all

Lest they consume me

But still

They linger

All that made me need

Slowly dying

Under empty skies

© Ann Bagnall

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