Wood creaks underfoot of the night’s only survivor
walking slowly to the door ajar
then again and again and again
ten thousand lifetimes in a single breath exhaled
the mist of it in the cold light of morning
risen over a field of crystal droplets
the dream refracted, the hallway where a shadow walks
its hands grasping smoke of an hourglass burning
while sand and ash falls softly
to cover up the footsteps left behind
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I’ve been getting into audiobooks lately. Started with Fear and Loathing in Las Vegas by Hunter S. Thompson, then Jurassic Park by Michael Crichton, and today I started No Country For Old Men by Cormac McCarthy. Anyone have any suggestions for other good audiobooks?
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The Light is On 
8 responses to “Residual”
I have chills listening to this one. Somber yet beautiful.
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I’m glad it resonated (: thank you so much!
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Definitely any of the Jesse Stone books and Dune by Frank Herbert.
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Perfect! I hadn’t thought to download Dune. I’ll look to get them on the playlist, thanks!
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David this was a very interesting poem. It has such a sense of a ghost walking the same walk over and over never really getting to where it hopes to. Nicely done. Sending you lots of hugs, hope all the family is well. Joni
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Thanks Joni! That’s a similar image to what was in my mind as I wrote it (: sending all the same back to you! Cheers.
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My pleasure friend. Have a wonderful day. Sending hugs 🤗 and love ❤️. Joni
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This is such a spooky delight! 🙂
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