When We Sleep Fitfully

lost in dreams

bridges lose their moorings

chitter through barren scapes

manufactored arthropods seeking

their remembered Paleozoic glory

roads untether from the earth

slither over desolate terrain

hardened serpentes with hidden fangs

their venom’s effect unknown

if you awaken to glimpse

this inexorable journey in the dark

close your eyes and turn away

let it rest among the debris

on the floor of your night

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