"One A.M." by John Grey

At vision’s rim,
curtain flutter,
a shadow, a blur.

My nerve ends twist, 
wrap round sinews, 
tighten me to a standstill.

Something 
is in the room with me.

Only one of us
is breathing.

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​John Grey is an Australian poet, US resident, recently published in Sheepshead Review, Poetry Salzburg Review and Hollins Critic. Latest books, “Leaves On Pages” “Memory Outside The Head” and “Guest Of Myself” are available through Amazon. Work upcoming in Ellipsis, Blueline and International Poetry Review.

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