wool gathering

wool gathering

 

 

i tiptoe through a late-night

snack of poetry

a stack of words

 

morsels of madness

the Poe-side 

of ravenous writing

 

the clock strikes two

i am discovered

the book closes 

 

i am naked in intent

sated in content

and finally usurp sleep

 

as i sneak

under the cover

like a dark rose pressed between pages.

 

 

erin-cilberto

5/13/25

Reviews

[Julie McCarthy (juliesp..]

Brilliant one of your very best Jacob
Loved the last line !

[jacob erin-cilberto]

Thank you for your kind words, Julie.
j.