Friday, February 15, 2019

unslept

who needs sleep
anyway.
that sweet slumber is over
rated.
I can do without it,
without the dreams,
the nightmares,
the bed
going cold.
the reaching out for
love that isn't there.
i'll slug through the next
day as if under water,
but that's fine.
it's nothing new, nothing
to worry about.
it's what I do.

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