sleep resistant

sleep resistant

The day drags as visions of fluffed up pillows and ink soaked rooms weigh upon already heavy eyelids. And then, at last the last tooth is brushed and hamster fed.

And yet, in the nearly dark room thoughts creak loader than the dog. Addresses now belonging to others float by taunting with their vivid memories, haunting with the void.

The body long past exhausted tremors for sleep. Sleep grabs and snatches bits of legs and hair while the mind protests, unwilling to forfeit the regret. The pressure floods, a lead blanket pushing into the deepness of sleep, suffocating the fight.

A surrender without warning into the attic mind where random stills and discarded furniture and sweaters in a fantasia stream.


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