As Apollo heads to the barn
to feed his steeds, to hang
silver-studded harnesses

on their pegs to retire,
the black comes back
and darkness begs our dreams

to dance in another light
as mind and flesh run free.
The light within illuminates

what we crave and fear—
storylines for stage plays
directed in our sleep.

Some shake us awake
to write them down—and
some remain on our minds.


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