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Sleep (Sonnet) by ALChemy

Like shells under the ocean so we sleep. The powdered bed beneath our silhouette bellows jets of ghostly plumes into the deep. Unseen for here sunlight’s never let Blissful drowning I’ll struggle not for breath. Commend my soul to fly on your jet streams. Wash me ashore somewhere near Nazareth. For I am the messiah of my dreams. In shells for fetal slumber we once slept. From soul to womb all came and so return all. Rejoice, the holy covenant has been kept. For in the final dream we dream eternal. Till then each arising brings a reincarnation from all the things we are or've ever been.

ALChemy 10-Nov-05/5:15 AM
The part about your personal life was in jest also but you see how hard it is to convey comedy under the restrictions of literature. Some people on Poemranker never realize others can't hear the sarcasm or deadpan or teasing that they hear in their thoughts while writing their quips.
Anyhow, no harm no foul.




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