The past few days, I've been forcing myself to write a short poem at the beginning of my work day to get my creative juices flowing (no... not those creative juices). I got 2 whole hours of sleep last night and this was the result of this morning's poem:
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Just Want to Sleep
Gravity like time.
Pulls down my thoughts.
Heavey linen curtains,
Sag and pull a bow in their brass rod.
Gradually - ever closer,
Until both shades touch, and hang;
So low, they bow their ruffled heads,
In quite silence.
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