lost in between dreamflutters

i left part
of myself in
the broken dreams
feeling less
substantial
between those
fleeting naps
a storm of petals
floating somewhere
in half slumber
now i am hollow
sleepwalking
through the day
knowing something
has vanished
unsure of what
but feeling
a vacancy flutter
in this prison
of yellowed ivory
if you cup your
hand to your ear
you can hear
my desperate declarations
to loving her
as the miles
are swallowed up
beneath soft feathers
in a storm of
pastel pink petals

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