Sleepless in Dublin
Rotating emotions rolling on a wagon Should I make this world into a full blown dargon? Darkness comes with inspiration Sleepless frustration. It's the light I'm forcing to have Rather that I'm forcing the shed To bend unnaturally. Ricocheting sleep tactfully. Have we ever had a straight wall? Have we imagine the vertigo fall? Silverfish crawls the unseen spaces, Sleep braces. Perhaps those books that I should breathe in Help will come from unknown places Conjuring cats to calm the faces Sleep lets me rest.
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