The kind of sleep that
doesn't quite grab you
Hovering just above the
ticking of the clock
Swimming amongst a
sound that is surely
sure to be alarmed
Just outside yourself
with one foot behind
Reality becoming dreams
and then quickly tumbling
into nightmares with trick
doors that don't bring you
back to the surface
You're in such a good place
right in the warm spot with
the promise of a cool-sided pillow
Maybe breakfast in bed…
Wide awake and wild eyed
Half remembering yet half asleep
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