Lost Hours


to see the day is lost

scattered to the wind

beyond the plains

of dreams forgotten

behind lids of


scorched and bloodshot


light peeking through

falling dark

once more

hours chased away

by ravenous sleep

swallowing whole

all of today

tomorrow bleeding through

the veil


caught in the palm of

lost hours

weary at their touch

longing for

their return


yet evaded

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