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Sleeplessness keeps me unkempt Every evening I lay, restless mind wandering-- Not slept I am most organized when-- Forced to take my mind from you, make grocery lists— Not slept What raps? What rustles? What howls? My child, laid next to me, fits and turns eyes wide Not slept Eight months have passed since last I’d Felt your hand at mine, restless I search the bedside Not slept I watch the skunk in my yard Slink between dim fences and ferns, paws wandering Not slept Is it him who toils in dark? While my home attempts to sleep, to dream, but remains Not slept Or is it the Hindi star? The angry night washing over me, keeping me Not slept
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Oct 18, 2014
Oct 18, 2014 at 4:49 PM UTC
A Tired Ghazal
Sleeplessness keeps me unkempt Every evening I lay, restless mind wandering-- Not slept I am most organized when-- Forced to take my mind from you, make grocery lists— Not slept What raps? What rustles? What howls? My child, laid next to me, fits and turns eyes wide Not slept Eight months have passed since last I’d Felt your hand at mine, restless I search the bedside Not slept I watch the skunk in my yard Slink between dim fences and ferns, paws wandering Not slept Is it him who toils in dark? While my home attempts to sleep, to dream, but remains Not slept Or is it the Hindi star? The angry night washing over me, keeping me Not slept
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Oct 18, 2014
Oct 18, 2014 at 4:49 PM UTC
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