book, going
from table to nightstand
to floor and chair,
from bedroom
to kitchen,
to the shelf at the top
of the stairs
i search for one author
to comfort me,
to read me to sleep
and to clear
the unrest that stifles
the air.
just a few words will do.
a gentle kiss
of brilliance upon my brow
to send me towards
a sleep,
afloat upon the clouds.
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