Lines Before Dawn
Oh, dark angel,
Have you come to hover o’re my bed,
To cause me grief and sorrow,
Signalling the dominion of night?
Or do you come as harbinger of light
Heralding the approach of dawn?
Or are you a mere entr’acte?
Or the final drawing of the curtain?
Balanced on these many razors’ edges
I don’t know which you represent.
Let me sleep a moment longer
Before I discover the outcome
Of this dream.

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