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Manic Sleep

Runrunrun all day long

the blood pumps and heart jumps

Thumpthump

Nonstop this goes

for hours at a time

fueled by coffee and shmigs

seemingly everlasting is

this high, I wish.

While it rolls, I'll pay

the toll through loss.

Time, things, sleep.

I come out exhasuted

missing precious gifts

from loved ones long ago,

a list of work days unending,

bloodshot drooping dog eyes.

I take the pills and crash,

momentarily,

yet find myself awake

soon thereafter,

wondering where'd it

all come from,

and why'd it go

there?

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b-woods
American
Published
Sep 28, 2010
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