Monday, January 31, 2011

room rest relief (crash)




insomnia creeps at my door
for i can sleep
no more.
(this pain has me on
a single, devoted string)

what words! what thoughts!
i cannot keep them out
they are the fuel to a burning flame,
a whistle, a loud banging (crash!)

relieve me from these sounds
these horrid noises
these

awakening! steady yourself! let me

(sleep)

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