Friday, June 27, 2008

Insomnia


"I do not want you!” I cry

Like a petulant child.

But he settles in my head

Making me open my mouth wide.

I try to fight him off

Scare him away:

But he has established control.

And when finally,I give myself up

Wholly into his arms

Hoping for succour,

He laughs sardonically

And hovers just beyond reach.

While I toss and turn

And wish for deliverance.

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