Thursday, July 21, 2005

 

Prisoner of Sleep


Eyes feel dry
Head is nodding, nodding
Conciousness is fleeting, fleeting

Fleeting.

Internal voice says AWAKEN!

Head snaps back
Eyes fly open

Panic

All is fine.

Head is nodding, nodding
Conciousness is fleeting, fleeting

Fleeting.

Sleep has its newest prisoner.

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