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"... brevity is the soul of wit ..."
- William Shakespeare


Collin Barber


 

Anti-Muse

Unable to sleep again tonight;
It's as if the tongue of madness
is scraping the crust of my mind.

Somehow I've tuned in
to a language that looks like
the mutter of clouds departing
as the sun burns holes in the sky,
but they're the whispers
of my anti-muse.

And as I deliriously gaze
into the concave night,
I discover that even
when I am unable to sleep,
I can still slip into a dream.