Hypnophobe

Hypnophobe

A Poem by John M. Hammond
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It's complicated.

"

Looking out into night

contemplating this moment in time

Deciding whether I should join you in our bed
or entertain these long thoughts for a moment longer

Sheep counted, eyes bloodshot: tired but awake

I need comfort—beg for it

Where is my feeling of safety?

The trust in me falls away as I close my eyes

People tell me it's the house settling

I know it's more than that

My spectres have come to haunt my dreams.

© 2008 John M. Hammond


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Added on August 27, 2008

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John M. Hammond
John M. Hammond

Seattle, WA



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Ah, the dreaded about me section. I write for me. Currently, I am trying to branch out and write about the normal day-to-day things that I notice. I usually write about my emotions which, for me, is v.. more..

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