Sleep, such sweet sleep


Where is the fire?
What light beyond
these windows pierce
the darkness
to snuff out these
vivid dreams mid-flight?

Nay, tis but the moon
churning in its slumber,
false hopes of morning
on wings quickly fading
in the night. I’ll not wake
to encourage their
wandering ways, nor
give them more thought
than their nuisance deserves.

In other words,
quit waking me up
in the middle of the night…



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