Insomnia

I walk about, full of the city's nerve gasses
Caught in a cage, helpless
Captured of dreams I can't understand
They `re beautiful, but still strangers
Like a super massive black hole, just lost
So I don `t sleep, walk about
Never sleep
But one day it happens
The sleep arrives, and with that the dreams
More powerful after a long time rest
They talk to me, whisper with their hollow voices
Grips me with their claws
And I go with them





Poetry by Evelyn
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Written on 2006-08-14 at 00:04

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keith nunes
cool
2006-08-14


Kathy Lockhart
Ah Evelyn perfection in relating the condition and then the embrace of sleep. The dreams are welcomed! Dreams create! :) kathy
2006-08-14