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Sleep

Sal_ParadiseSal_Paradise Posts: 5
edited January 2004 in Poetry, Prose, Music & Art
Celestial patterns through shut eyes
Brain not damaged, just a state of mind
Taking in air, and giving it back
Cold night poised, on the attack
Ticking silent
Tick Tick Tick
Unaware of its cruel trick
Body stiffened from pierced ears
Rolling over, not wanting to hear
Slumber runs off
Stares grow numb
Soon, very soon, once again we'll succumb
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  • Being EnlightenedBeing Enlightened Posts: 5,746
    For some reason I'm picturing this guy, lying on his bed, covers tightly around him. He's staring off into space thinking these thougts and it's dark and he feels cold and he can't sleep because he's thinking these thoughts.
    Forget your perfect offering, there is a crack in everything, that's how the light gets in. - Leonard Cohen
  • Sal_ParadiseSal_Paradise Posts: 5
    Originally posted by Being Enlightened
    For some reason I'm picturing this guy, lying on his bed, covers tightly around him. He's staring off into space thinking these thougts and it's dark and he feels cold and he can't sleep because he's thinking these thoughts.

    :)
    i wrote this at 6am this morning, eating sourdough toast, alone, no paper yet, nothing...just the crunch of the bread and my pen
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