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saffron afternoons

By tootwofoursquare

last night i 


dreamt


of saffron afternoons


and


  puddled,


    muddled 


sunsets dripping


from popcorn


ceilings vaulted


like


a needle through


the inky syrup of


a nyquil cloud,


the bleeding


fountain pen lost


between the cushions


        of your lips that 


quivered when 


your breathing stopped


and stilled 


when your eyelids fluttered


and turned to smoke


when i woke.


 


it feels so silly


now -


   nonsensical


   absurd -


       what even is a saffron afternoon?


 


but if it was so


 far fetched


 fantastical


 unreal


why did i feel


such dread at


the thought of 


leaving it all 


behind?

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saffron afternoons

Created: Feb 13, 2015

Tags: absurd, cloud, dream, lost, ink, poem, nonsense, pen

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