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Couldn't Sleep


Submitted:Feb 7, 2013    Reads: 12    Comments: 1    Likes: 2   


Awake Ache

The air is beautiful tonight

The glow of bedroom's morning light

For tween the black and navy sleeps

Insomnia, where men count sheep.

And wind blows; crashes gainst' the chimes

As this girl searches for her rhymes

And plans the naps backstage of blacks;

While Ghost Light watches, wary.

Her eyes are aching, mouth is gaping

Yawning silent from her quilt

And as tomorrow's hours haunt her

Resolutions wane and wilt

The world tilts sideways; visions? Blurry

Two hours till the clock tocks eight

Pillows. Cotton. Coffee forgotten.

Stay up all night? Nope.

It's….too…..late….

Zzzzzzzz…..





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