NaPoWrimo 8/30 Nothing Down

Nothing down / A brush with sound / Unseen touches my crown / Thief of dreams / Scrounging upstairs / Relief it seems / Is found nowhere fair / Night terrors / Flowing for a room full of empty chairs / An almost me almost there / Incomplete / Slim pieces, past bare / What’s within releases / What remains hidden is compared / Like “Beware, you could have been any of him.”’ / What wins is what you relentlessly dig into / Rip it through / Witch’s Brew / Go write Wicked II / Stick to what proves / What’s illicit and true / Everything else is quips and groove / Slip of the wrist / Whisper touches down / A brush with sound / Nothing down