My Brethren in Christ,
I will pour out my plea.
There was a man in crisis,
Who by appearance had no degree.
Who was been beaten thrice,
Though it was against the decree.
So he thought of the decree twice,
There came hatred with it glee.
Threatening him to give Him a Price,
If only he ends his life in a slee.
To him, it was nice,
For He thought Love, Kindness, and Joy have flee.
About to end it, He saw Kind
Who took his poverty and blew
So He changed his mind
And from death, he flee.
scritter scitch scitter scitch
dog’s tapping down the hallway to breakfast
crinkle criggle crink
opening the cereal
whirr whirr whirr
juicer is working
hump thump bump
cat throws herself against door, reminding us to feed her
bird speak greets me
tweet peep ticky ticky ticky
slee shee slee shee caw caw
robins, cardinals, and now a crow
ra tat ra tat
woodpecker gets in on the act
ur ur ur ur oooooooohhhhhh
neighbor’s rooster
zzzz zzzz zzzz
I close the door quickly, a wasp!
bottle of wine shattered
bay of my lips at the
earth shakes like an
epileptic i am turn-
ing red
closed eyes medi-
tation rain bows
on the retina
greying slee-
p ripples die
Your yen two wol slee me sodenly
Surrounded by warm sand
Black pools deep as the
Cold in your face
Your hand
With emollient grace
Will cut the wire
Carved then polished
Hair that twists as
In a Spring flood
Your two eyes will slay me suddenly
Water Dripping all night
I can not sleep
The room's at 98 degrees
A mosquito's constantly sings in my ear
It torments my nervous system
It' drives me crazy touching the point of no return
The night seem so long so still
This mosquito's giving me the chills
I want to go to the slee, but I can't
Because the torture of the night represents the torment
Of my ailing soul
My body starts to itch
It feels like a million ants biting me
I scratch constantly, but find no relief
I'm being tormented for some reason
But I don't know why
So I cry out but no one hears me
I jump up with frustration and rush to the bathroom
I drench myself with rubbing alcohol
And that relieves me for awhile
Then I enter my small kitchen and get the bug spray
And kill that annoying mosquito
Then I lay down to rest
This time around the rooms feels much cooler
I find myself dozing off into a trance
I fall fast asleep...free of torture
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