sleep

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my eyes

soft, pressing heavy

like layers of winter blankets, throws

a down comforter folded

twice over.

if i could close them,

surely i would drift

like a small wooden boat

on the still

of a hidden lake

embraced in fog and dawn

and distant calls 

of a lark and loon.

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