A Random Moment
©By Vijaya Sundaram
May 4th 2013
The constant, low humming
Of my child in her room
The constant low thrumming
Of my head in my gloom
The unceasing tingling
Of my hands and my feet
My senses now mingling
In the cold and the heat
All of these remind me
That the real is as real
As my dreams, which will find me
On the edge of the surreal.
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