I can’t sleep
Had tea in the evening
Tear starts pouring
And I started counting sheep
Over and over the fence
One up jumping,
Another come running
Over and over again
Time passed doing nothing
Not rest or feast,
Not work or read
The story ends with dreaming
Deep in my sleep
Keep on stressing
Keep on rehearsing
Found no peace at no ease
Why do we need sleeping
Thoughts in my head,
Progress I could have made
Instead, I lie practise dying
Why do I need dreaming
Reality is there
Stop the stress and I swear
Instead, I lie practise dying
And right before my birthday came these feelings. Cool. Cool cool cool cool.
Another piece half-written in the dark at three in the morning. I’m doing the video for trinity exam. I filmed over and over again that it started to stress me out real bad, and i ended up dreaming about it. And i gotta go back to practicing. ****.
About the form, I read a poem using the similar form in my previous semester and i absolutely loved it. It’s so rhythmic and fun to read. And i just happen to come up with it, so it was pretty impressive. (Although the poem i was talking about was way, wayyyyyyy more beautiful than this. I feel like there is no rhythm in this piece at all /sad/ but i’ll get there one day)
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