Sleep No More

Photo by Khoa Vu00f5

As I close my eyes, 

the indent of my body, 

folding into sleep, 

molds the mattress underneath. 

In this corner of the world.

Inward, my mind goes, 

troubled by recurring thoughts,

turned into odd dreams.

Huge bouncing balls reveal beasts,

clawing to reach stained mirrors. 

Tossing and turning, 

sweat dripping on cotton sheets. 

Feverish groaning, 

as elongated clowns smile,

sirens wailing, forced awake. 

The night is chilly, 

The clock is ticking away,

There is no sleep here. 

Phantom fingers clutching me,

slipping away at first light. 

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