Play me a melody
that I may slumber.
Not to count sheep,
more like to feed
on the carcass of
decaying dreams.
For in the lethargy that consumes
me knows no awakening.
For the sheep no longer jump
a cloud they are atop
the earth decaying in the nightmares
of life's living
apprehension.
Feb 12, 2019
Feb 12, 2019 at 5:47 PM UTC
Play me a melody
that I may slumber.
Not to count sheep,
more like to feed
on the carcass of
decaying dreams.
For in the lethargy that consumes
me knows no awakening.
For the sheep no longer jump
a cloud they are atop
the earth decaying in the nightmares
of life's living
apprehension.
