11.21.13

Woke up this morning to rain falling sound,
while lying safe beneath magnanimous 
roof upon a wooden stage. Woke up this 
morning to family of slender hooves, 
watching beside the fatherly antlers 
wise, as I stirred enough to wonder if
this was indeed the grey November dawn, 
or rather remained in misty dreaming
where waking was still yet beyond. 

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