Avoiding sleep like the peas on a plate
Good for you, sure
But a felonious taste
Swirls of fluttering images
Like dreams take flight on nightingale's wings
This bird is caught in a cage
Its movements are mad
In it something animates
A message
The message
The reason I escape
Dreams before have been my gift
Now they blacken my teeth
Rotten, rotten
Jun 17, 2014
Jun 17, 2014 at 1:28 AM UTC
Avoiding sleep like the peas on a plate
Good for you, sure
But a felonious taste
Swirls of fluttering images
Like dreams take flight on nightingale's wings
This bird is caught in a cage
Its movements are mad
In it something animates
A message
The message
The reason I escape
Dreams before have been my gift
Now they blacken my teeth
Rotten, rotten
Companion piece with Dreams:
http://hellopoetry.com/poem/749787/dreams/
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