First

Written by  //  May 13, 2012  //  DREAM JOURNAL, WRITING & POETRY  //  1 Comment

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First

i awake to find
that the aliens
and the Egyptians
have placed a sarcophagus
on my windowsill,

where it stands
with its
Mona Lisa Smile,
egging me on.

And they,
in a sky
not quite green,
not quite gray,

hover over
my Western lawn,
plotting how else
they might confuse me,

As i fall back to sleep
with a sure knowledge that
my crib will keep me safe.

 

One Comment on "First"

  1. Kelly Gneiting May 25, 2012 at 7:11 am ·

    Beautiful poetry, Mitchell. You are extremely muti-talented, from this website’s information. Love it!

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