sweet adieu the skirmishes
of this day
still lingering
in my gray synapses

cease the tapping
on these keys
turn your senses
into senseless slumber
and abracadabra dreams

10/29/2004

Author's Note: I was determined to write a poem yesterday but it didn't make it here until today. Just a little greeting to you, my friends, whom I have sorely missed these past few months.