In the twilight hours~
head resting on pillow~
dreams seek to entertain.

What do I hide~
from myself?
Why cause myself such pain?

In waking moments~
of lucidity~
when I am not insane~

I seek not a stranger~
nor a purpose~
in the midst of some trivial game.

Copyright 1999 Heather Bahnmaier. All Rights Reserved.

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