Nights fail you
and mornings are hard.
Are you on the
side of sleep or no sleep?
Scared/not scared
of the dark that
waits behind your eyes,
the masked parade
of thoughts,
front row tickets to
the carnival of dread.
You lie down in
bed and it’s just not working,
or maybe you drift
off okay until
you half dream yourself
falling down stairs
and stagger
awake,
and then you can’t
sleep all over again.
"We slept in the night,
in the morning we got up
and made something of ourselves."
Here we all are on
Facebook, on Twitter,
the midnight choir
of the narrowly awake:
Why can't I sleep when I'm
so darn exhausted?
Why do I stay up too late even
though I know
I will be tired tomorrow?
Why are we still awake?
If you don't sleep all night, is it really the next day?
If you don't sleep all night, is it really the next day?
Why don't I want to get
out of bed?
"We slept through the afternoon,
as night fell, we dreamed ourselves awake."
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Questions in the poem dream-harvested from the fabulous likes of:
1. Melanie Sanders
2. Sabdha Pink Charlton
3. Nicole Hayes
4. Jo Case
5. Penelope Davie
Penni, eglantines cake has been my insomniac haunt since I was 15. I enjoyed reading this here, while I once again wait for sleep that will probably never come
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