I have lit the fire
returned
to bed
reflected
off a glossy surface
in the corridor
I watch it
red dreaming
I wait
for the dancers warmth
to reach the bedroom
before I rise
to start the day
until then
let the demons
corroborate
I
will watch them
~
Poem #599 from a series of poems drawn from the imagination and collected as: a Bachelard reverie.
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