Languor

Dali painted sleep how it feels
To be drooping languidly upon
Daytime’s set of wooden prongs:
Awake and yet invertebrate,
Held up by forces that impose
Their sharpness on the tilted soul,
The night-time of old age propped up
While all around seems clear blue sky.
 

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