Tag Archives: sleep

You always look dead when you’re sleeping.

Like a metaphor for burying the deceased, they cake on powder to burry their creases. Just pretend sleep keeps the skin salient like spit balls missing their targets… I was salivating at this thought to rehydrate acid tears from their … Continue reading

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Café au Lait

I have swallowed the noon of the night, with pleasure, Convincing hours to assume that I am “whenever” But there is no fooling my tongue that drools with mad tremor– Too much caffeine or the scent of love somewhere? Either … Continue reading

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Attempting REM

Seroquel watches the madness until the wake look at welkin, hoping sleeplessness could end after the alarms are set. Rationalizing mania through a prayer bound by an attempt to avoid begging                             (despite its synonym) leads her from sleepless to … Continue reading

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Volc-irenic

Taking a noetic perspective on insomnia— if it runs through blood or in this lava— leaves my eyes red and heavy, chasing my shadow and sweating from erupted responses that delayed the flight of a thousand tears; now a sadistic … Continue reading

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Fourteen Inches of Snow

Desserted in infatuation, Spending hours packing snow. Laying bricks down for this jail cell         So he can sleep (alone). Frost bitten by the friction;         An attempt to melt his heart… Dripping down my eyes, freezing, Sculpting icicles (in … Continue reading

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Tomorrow

Sizzling in the mind; The thoughts race, The heart beats faster, The tears want to jerk But she doesn’t let them. Not today, she says. Pleading with herself, Begging, not today. Weak are the limbs, Heavy are the eyes. Her … Continue reading

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Still

Standing still but awake Standing awake but still Still awake but standing Still but standing awake Awake  Awake Awake I can’t stand it Awake Awake Awake still Typing awake Loosing my sleep Keep me up in this desert heat Let … Continue reading

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