Light and Shadow

Laying on the old mattress,
Staring up at the discolored uneven surface of the ceiling;
The worn red bandana over the lampshade
Baths the room in a dim orangish-red glow.

 

The shadows play against the walls
Creeping along the edges of the ceiling;
My mind begins to fade, eyes blurring,
Sinking down into the dreamworld once more.

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