Drifting

I bring my body to rest

letting it drift,

allowing myself to watch the collage of words

the noise

the voices , foreign and brash,

drown & fade,

all that does not belong

to this minute,

this moment,

where I find myself ,

just another supple reed .

I lose my name,

while I dissolve in the warm cradle ,

a gentle nothingness .

 

T.P.H

 

 

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