Saturday, 24 March 2012

SLEEPY PILL

sleeping 
the short death/dragging 
it out till i ache from still blood
and up
smoked 
a cigarette

from the shops 
in the early dark that fell like black dawn
i bought back 
plastic peppers 
to the silent winter roses

not rest/only a time-out achieved
but
too
sedated
to worry about anything

i sleep that short death 
again
and i made it last so long




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