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Wilkes Arnold
Poems
Aug 2021
Fresh Air
I can't sleep
I can't now
If I were to rest
This day would end
I can't sleep
Not now
What would it mean
This bitter trend
So I walk
I must
With no hands
Fresh legs on quickened sands
I'm lost
Under lights
Of lamp post leaves
And paved dead ends
I think...
Too often I think
That it's all too much
I can't sleep
I walk
I pretend I'm ok
Hit my bed and restart the day
#insomnia
#restless
#walking
Written by
Wilkes Arnold
22/M/New England
(22/M/New England)
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