It's a quarter to four,
and I've opened the door
to the land with no time or space.
There's nothing to see
except you and me,
and perhaps a familiar face.
Hearing no voice,
I have no choice
but to close my eyes and sleep.
Text and image Copyright © 2021 by Donald C. Traxler aka Donald Jacobson Traxler.
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