Ocean twig curling up Eggshell cracked table side.
That's what this lamp next to me speaks. Volumes of Soul Pages inked out before I enlist the Dream Machine to carry me through the vision Voice gives to my sleep. Coffee smell fills empty dresser drawers, clothing piled around the carpeted floor, down heat cacooning caged breath filled with heart.
Kitten, kitten around my toes. One will crawl up to my right ear purring and knead the pillow case frayed, the other will wake me at three or four with hunger prancing out the door as I close it behind him. I know the bowl is full.
Amber soft lavender weight covers my eyes while Amethyst wand capped by orbs of Rosy Quartz and Clear Crystal slipped under my pillow invite me to drift. They will take care of the rest.
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