Walking in his fuzzy slippers,

Down the apartment’s hall…

Making sure to avoid tripping

Falling and waking up them all.

Writing in the lobby after midnight

Eating chocolates besides…

Deep in thought while writing his verses,

Swimming in idea water slides.

Submerged in thought poetic.

Breathing as it were through his brain…

Fishing ’round for phantasmic fauna

To enliven words that spill again.


–Jonathan Caswell


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