Sunday Epiphanies

Grey skies,

sipping warm coffee,

to swallow the 3 pm sleepiness,

with a vanilla candle burning –

flame flickering in the wind,

as a record plays,

filling the air with melodies

 

I breathe deeply

realizing

being alone

is not as scary

as it once seemed

 

-POE(MS)

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