THE REST

THE REST

It calls to me
The dirt
It plasters my skin
To cover it

It calls to me
The earth
It lulls me down
To lay on it

It calls to me
The dust
It clings until
I become it

It calls to me
The rest
It weighs my soul
To sleep

By cindy
2/24/2020

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