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3:24am
3:24 am
Possibly drunk text from friend:
"I failed, but I am on my way."
Leaves me awake,
Watching the rising druid moon playing hide and seek
between trees and clouds on the hill top,
Distorted through aged glass,
Caught between light and dark,
She has me contemplating,
The solid/liquid state of things.
Possibly drunk text from friend:
"I failed, but I am on my way."
Leaves me awake,
Watching the rising druid moon playing hide and seek
between trees and clouds on the hill top,
Distorted through aged glass,
Caught between light and dark,
She has me contemplating,
The solid/liquid state of things.
Published 9th May 2019
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9th May 2019 1:55am
This reminds me of many a friend who would call me
(this is before smartphones and so no texting)
at the wee hrs of a morning needing support and we'd meet
(sometimes i had to go and get 'em so they didn't drive)
at the 24 hr Diner and drink a ton of coffee and talk about anything.......everything......
even spiritual things (my Paganism vs their Christian beliefs)
Funny how friends do that to us night Owls (and Bats) all the time.........
(this is before smartphones and so no texting)
at the wee hrs of a morning needing support and we'd meet
(sometimes i had to go and get 'em so they didn't drive)
at the 24 hr Diner and drink a ton of coffee and talk about anything.......everything......
even spiritual things (my Paganism vs their Christian beliefs)
Funny how friends do that to us night Owls (and Bats) all the time.........
