Period
Sleep is a comma
between dreams,
at most, a semicolon;
this life is an epic
run-on sentence,
one thought
to the next,
barely pausing
for breath,
anxiously,
hopefully,
climbing
breath’s ladder
ahead of flame,
praying not
to reach the top.
LOVE this! And how perfect for us writers to so directly compare life to our art!
Thank you! 🙂