Saturday, September 23, 2017

One of them Days

Sleepwalking
With my eyes half open
My mind craves the pillow
My body the futton bed...
Sleepwalking
From off my iron chariot
Upon the pavement
That leads to my little room
I call home...
Sleepwalking
Step after step
Dragging this legislation
Almost there...
Good night moon
And to each star
And each eye that is reading this.
God bless us all.

Mark David Grijalva Peres
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