Sleep Apnea

Every night I study ellipses.
                    Deathmask caster come
                                        for this ekphrasis,
or at least stay for the company
                    and practice. Being kicked
                                        out of a lover's bed
to wake into a dream
                    of wallowing in the River Ouse.
                                    The siren sings, "Woolf,
I could’ve held you
                    instead of these three
                                    stones in your overcoat pockets."


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