No Dreams
Last night
I had no dreams.
No fine figment fingers
Followed my spine,
Only pillow-soft embraces.
No Dali escapades,
No fevered Bosch inventions
Punctured my blank black sleep.
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About Me
- Rick Morrison
- Juneau, Alaska
- Mostly writing with occasional photography, currently inside the Inside Passage. *if you want to print or otherwise reproduce any part of this blog, you need to get permission first*
Blogs I Follow
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New Digs for the Blog7 years ago
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A Comic Convention for Juneau8 years ago
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Whigby greeting cards10 years ago
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The Boy Who Cried Moby Dick10 years ago
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