sleep in gray folds
of your journey
the paths that drove
morning through
forests of blunt
aspirations through
afternoon landscapes
replete with green
tempting alternatives
slumber in wonder
of choices you made
at encroach of blue
evening on ground
that found footfalls
more certain more
confident even as
shadows cut deep
into twisted terrain
dream in mortal
embrace arms of
Morpheus sculpting
your starlit complete
metamorphosis
black as a mirror
reflecting arrival
at opium midnight
the end of you
shelled and metallic
an embryo poised
for new morning
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