you say
'tomorrow'
like it is
sacrosanct
a given
you, solicitous
do ally yourself
with countless many
bodies who
capsized
in sleep
are abject
quiescent
and do ossify
given to turbid
dreams
while I fulminate
but dreams are
just that
like a star
yoked to
a crescent moon
in the early
morning hours
they are nothing
without you
nor am I
but I
will be up
all night
learning how
to hunt
and my aim
will be true
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