![]() SandmanA Poem by discombobulate![]() Sleep eludes![]() I dream until it -shatters into a
nightmare; the pounding of my insomniac head against the flare of streetlights against my eyelids No blanket is a match for the weight of her arms her soul burning beside me.
Mister Sandman, you are a fairweather friend. You leave me to my own devices. I don’t even bother to reach for your side when I startle awake anymore
Herbal teas,
sleeping pills (no more than the recommended dose usually), the hum of electrical wires, an urban lullaby tucked inside my ears.
And when I drag myself to sleeping every dream features a stranger on the gurney with your eyes, staring sightlessly into mine © 2013 discombobulate |
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