with aching arms & a dry, sticky mouth, tightness squirms in the small of my back. 
stretch my neck & stretch my shoulders & feel the acid burn. 
sleep will not find me. 
sleep will not give me peace. 
sleep is outside watching the stars 
with the cool black night blowing upon it’s face, leaving me in torment. 
leaving me to suffer with the day still pulsating in my brain.

i want to taste sleep. 
sweet thick liquor of sleep. 
...just a drop on my lips. 
so that my eyes might shut 
& my mind might drift & dream.

dreams gliding on raptor wings. 
wings lined blinding white & tawny. 
wings of silent softness & deadly accuracy.

fold me in you warm strong arms, sleep. 
let me step across that cardinal threshhold. 
cover my ears with your strong work rough hands 
so that i might not hear 
the resonant reverberating footsteps in that alley... 
drop flower petals of sleep on my eyes. 
sprinkle sweet rain of sleep in my mind.

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