Open Poetry #40 |
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Scared of Counting Sheep |
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Triskaidekaphobia Member
since 2003-02-05
Posts 251In a state of disrepair... |
A hundred thousand people lying washed up on the shore shaded by the stunted trees and being eaten by the sand life Cutting hands from deadened arms as easy as butter without dismay no right handed people left alive but the wounds don't bleed That mirror wasn't there when I went to sleep the reflections didn't talk back or try to claw their way out I didn't lie on the ceiling grinning at the long dead girl who's sleeping in my bed her eyes looking right at me The unbloated and serene half light nightscape of death raises my voice in a scream that whips me wide awake Shivering in a dark midnight room fearfully wondering what it means that my mind conjures up a dream to terrorize my sleep... I'm scared of counting sheep "They will plunder all your dreams |
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trutodaraiders Senior Member
since 2006-12-02
Posts 820CA |
Bah Bah! 1 sheep 2 sheep lol. Dang if i had dreams like this I would be to. A vivid picture you painted. Sleep well ~Bill |
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