Poetry. By me. Many of the poems are dark in nature, but not all. Enjoy.
Wednesday, June 20, 2012
Zolpidem
Ebb inside and work beneath
Drowse into being and slumber
Oh sleep! Medic aside, I tried
In dreaming's camp, on pillow rest -
Hours before I'm needed yet. And so
I pose as once I floated on and
bid the daylight pass along.
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