Monday, January 23, 2012

On Sleep

Awake over here
I tire from shaking your shoulder
Its no use
You wont come

Dangerous sleep this one
Not the restoring sleep
a long distance traveller needs
Not the light rest
of a man content
A poisonous sleep
with vivid dreams and fantasies
so alluring you never need to
open your eyes again.

Its no use
You wont come
I stand up
and walk

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