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The question of sleep |
bsquirrel
since 2000-01-03
Posts 7855 |
I stay up reading, lines of ideas meeting other lines, crashing into dawn. Tangled mealy-mouthed words gasp for air in the melee, an excursion and excavation, trying to remember last night's pull. How do you do, my bedside lamp? You filter softness to open pages. I cannot resist the promise of losing the pace. I cannot sleep. Sprinklers, sirens, late-night cats. A language that dims with the coming day's rays. If I could take that truck or train that bellows notes into the thick and dying vines of night, I would not be up right now. I should not need to keep my thoughts in lines that straighten as they curve and break like early dew. Touch the pane and find it wet. I watch the mirror bored with me. A shower is an empty room at 3 a.m. And when I twist the steps away, back to bed, to lay and lay, the pillow warms, the moonlight slants, and breaks down silver in the distance. My clock cannot say that. Oh, it lies. It lies. Oh, my clock cannot say that now. |
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Aenimal Member Rara Avis
since 2002-11-18
Posts 7350the ass-end of space |
beautifully penned, been through this too many times |
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Kaoru
since 2003-06-07
Posts 3892where the wild flowers grow |
Sounds like a typical night to me.. Great write. |
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bsquirrel
since 2000-01-03
Posts 7855 |
Thanks. |
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Wind
since 2002-10-12
Posts 2981 |
you're brain won't shut up either? and yeah..not saying everything. it is inside my head insanity is not a crime |
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littlewing Member Rara Avis
since 2003-03-02
Posts 9655New York |
I should not need to keep my thoughts in lines that straighten as they curve and break like early dew. yes Mikey, but Thank God, you do xxoo |
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mytuesdaywishes Member
since 2003-09-05
Posts 254a voice from the musicbox |
sleep is for the weak! insomniacs are the movers and shakers of this world my friend. oh, "I watch the mirror bored with me." "the pillow warms, the moonlight slants, and breaks down silver in the distance." those are my favorite parts. nothing's quite the same in the wee hours... and even when everything was wrong, and we were mad at the world, it was still beautiful. |
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Midnitesun
since 2001-05-18
Posts 28647Gaia |
LOL at Tuesday's reply. OMG, humans are supposed to sleep? No wonder everyone says I am different. |
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Yu Lan Senior Member
since 2000-04-13
Posts 1462New Zealand |
Hehe.. must go with the writing gene.. I love this! I like the bored morror image too.. and your ending is fanastic - "My clock cannot say that. Oh, it lies. It lies." Doesn't it drive you mad, when you just start to settle down to sleep, and you happen to glance over at the clock which says 6:45, or some such ridiculous hour..?! Bless your cotten sockies, you poetic maniacs. ^_^ |
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bsquirrel
since 2000-01-03
Posts 7855 |
Glad you all enjoyed, and it's a shame we all find recognition in these lines. Next up, tranquilizers. |
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