By | 1 June 2022


I have to sleep. I know
Tho life may not be long I have to sleep.
Like cats through an X-ray machine so are the days
of our days, our lives that is, Death is “Not an Option”
so much neurotic fumigation, lovely trinkets.
Why do I hear the train everywhere? A sound
that brings the world to heel. I’m grown so large
and far away. If we should part
What if I cannot follow. I have to sleep,
I know

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