can remember its own name
even in the witching hour.
Dreams of my youth startle me
by how bright and close they seem.
Song Choice: Breath of Life by Florence and the Machine
Liner Notes for this Groove: This poem is linked to Poets and Storytellers United's Friday Writings, Modern Marvels. The modern invention I'm most grateful for is my new C-PAP machine. Best sleep I've had in ages!