take me
your arms are strong
I’m tired
this shell is cracking
hold me
I’ve not much left
tell me
it’s almost done
Unlocked.
take me
your arms are strong
I’m tired
this shell is cracking
hold me
I’ve not much left
tell me
it’s almost done
The Word Rummager 
alas,
for today is creeping to its bed,
to its forgettable place in history –
do not fear your shell breaking.
but tomorrow waits,
crouching to lunch,
and so we shall begin this dance anew
ere the sun strikes his rays
across this cold little ball
we call home.
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ah, holding me close
your words tuck me in
I feel light creeping in
even as my eyes close
leading me to dreams
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