In the moments before midnight

Here now
in the moments before midnight
tree shadows
given life by wind and street lamp
dance across the curtains and my frame
as i hover in the darkened room
suspended within the final moments of wakefulness
wondering if there is one thing yet left undone
before to the land of dreams i must succumb

then i am tumbling
fading fast
realizing right as my eyes close that there was indeed one thing left to do
and it was to build this wall of words
gathered around me while
i sleep
my guardians
silent sentinels of mind
my soul to keep

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