Poems & Musings,  Writing

3AM in the Meadow

I like the 3AM me

She’s the braver one willing to go down

Rabbit holes of thought without

Grasping each thing like it’s truth

A bible to her fears

No, 3AM me knows

It’s all sincere but also full of shit

And everything, ultimately, is fine

In this freedom she flies

So fast her feet barely touch earth

There’s no fox or wolf to mock with

Flicks of her tail; no enemies here

And she’d outrun them if there were

– Sara Myriad

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