An Unwelcomed Midnight DipA Poem by Jacob BrineOn nights Like these I’m too tired For sleep For these annoying Things Keep swimming In my head And exhaustion Is tugging Gently At my sheets Trying to pull me under Into the subconscious Pool Of midnight dreams And these things I tell you They keep swimming Never tiring Annoying as ever For their constant Splashes And joyful Laughter Echo From side to side Each with its own Technique Backstroke Butterfly Doggy paddle Froggy style Finished off With a cannonball Rippling In my head Which no pill Can ever still© 2014 Jacob Brine |
AuthorJacob BrineLebanon, PAAbout"Every Single thing has its own unique beauty. People with autism get to cherish this beauty, as if it's a kind of blessing given to us. Wherever we go, whatever we do, we can never be completely lone.. more..Writing
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