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Fevered Dreams

Poetry By: Jett Watson

This poem was inspired by a dream I had. It is open to interpretation -- I certainly don't claim to understand it. I may add more later, though. Anyway, enjoy the random ramblings of my deranged mind!

Submitted:Aug 16, 2012    Reads: 20    Comments: 5    Likes: 4   

The howl of the moon

The depth of the sun

The universe spreads above

With stars falling


Like a broken heart's tears

The darkness writhes

The sunshine, blinding

All that's left of the world

Is stone crumbling


Into the desert waste


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