i am caught
between dusk & dawn
the sandman a shadow
touching my back
all illusion and mist
both nemesis & muse
while i am his pawn
he steps just behind me
with a sprinkling of sand
each particle holding sleep
in the palm of his hand
he holds the power & ability
for me to create
dusk left behind me
as nights’ path to dawn
& the sunlight’s open gate
© December
Renee Espriu
By Jorgeyu/Morgue File
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