Thursday, March 13, 2008

Reading Jane Eyre by Jakob Chapman

my hand is a spider
crawling on the ceiling
my covers too warm
the book by my side
spinning my mind
causing me harm

the clock on the stand
races faster
drinking my sleep
bringing me nearer
the 10 o’clock classroom
wishing for Tuesday
devotion and noon

bunk bed creaks
desire an end to games
roommate speaks
I listen
as he sleeps
jealously excited
awaiting alarm

red is new
favorite color
I think of her often
silent alms
always later into night

pitiful sleep
calm surrender
and claims
the spider on the wall

as always…

as always.

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