Somewhere between sleep and consciousness
You stagger
Yet hanging on to my presence
Like a writer desperately clinging
To inspiration
Your words sway and stumble
In a drunken splendor
Living in the moment
Then suddenly disappearing
I try to write it all down
To fill my memory banks
But your running water
Simply
Slips
Through
My Fingertips.
I’m left with your impression
In the tattered film rolls of my mind
Skipping scenes
Yet tying the common thread together:
You
(The spark in my soul’s fire)
And I.
(The stream of your subconsciousness)
Shawnon aka Sublimeness is a 23-year-old Hampton University graduate with a degree in English Arts. Some of her poetry can be found in The Left Side Poets Present: Strange Fruit, which can be purchased here: https://www.createspace.
