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Snoring Flowers

Sleep. The hazy, lazy lullaby; Slumber,
sheep, one sheep, two sheep, three sheep,
Oops! One fell over.
Ouch, that exclamation point hurt my head,
it's thumping.
Thumper.
Count bunnies, yes, bunnies.
One bunny, two bunnies, three bunnies,
and now 'Watership Down' is in my head and all I can see is blood and guts and gammy eye.
Sigh.
Just keep typing, hopefully I'll fall, face down onto the keys and that will be the end to it.
Why?
Three nights in a row I cannot sleep.
The tablets are gone, yet I'm popping Ibprofen to stop the migranes
and I want a cigarette.
I'm quitting.
Tender smoke inhaled through mouth and exhaled,
even imagining it helps me feel slumber's near.
Breathe in, exhale,
far better than counting sheep,
the bunnies are all blood and guts and gammy eye.
Breathe in, exhale...
breathe in, exha...
breathe in...
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Written by ImperfectedStone (The Gardener)
Published | Edited 21st Jan 2011
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