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04/05/2003 entry: "No post, just creative writing"

Untouchable dreams
Cringing as sleep leaves me
Memories unfolding,
And one more morning
On an empty stomach.

It wasn't perfection,
As much as it was wonderful,
And right.
But early air is forced down my throat;
My insides twist themselves
Into a multitude of uncomfortable positions.

Cuddle up to a voice,
Feed on old cards and letters.
To strangers who stare at my oddity:
"You don't know a thing about it."

Time dawdles, taunting me.
Once more a short rest is at my feet.
Kiss me just once, dear dream
And eternally I will be determined to sleep.