Tuesday, 01 September 2009




    Unlike some other
    Clamant claimants
    In this line of business
    I don't dream
    That often.    

    Sleep welcomes me
    To a great nothingness.
    Next morning
    I leave it reluctantly.    

    Why do I find
    This void so delicious?    

    I think only death
    Can give me an answer,
    And then, surely,
    Only in some last
    Eternal split second
    Before I find myself
    Wonderfully asleep.


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