what Sunday night feels like March 8, 2011Posted in night, poem, poetry, stream of consciousness like the slowmelt of muscles into bedfirst shivering then slowlytoes on upwarming, letting go Share this:Click to share on Twitter (Opens in new window)Click to share on Facebook (Opens in new window)Click to share on LinkedIn (Opens in new window)Click to share on Pinterest (Opens in new window)Click to email this to a friend (Opens in new window)Click to print (Opens in new window)Like this:Like Loading... Related