Lying Awake in the Small Hours

Awake and drenched in moonlight,

When sleep has become an oversight,

I weather the wizened words of day,

Grey ash on my ravelled retinae –

All that’s left of a discursive dream,

A sanguine, repetitive refrain

Tempered by transparent shadows,

Models of monochrome lightshows

That seem to be the custom

In the science known as quantum.


© Kim M. Russell, 2016


My response to Mindlovemisery’s Menagerie Wordle Special Addition Contranym “September 5th, 2016”


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