Mr. Sandman

May 2, 2017 | 0 comments

Mr. Sandman,

Come blow me a kiss.

I wish to remember

How to drift.

 

Insomnia has consumed

My imagination.

 

Flashes zoom by,

 

The sky tries

To make illusion

Of Night.

 

I’m no fool, yet

I lie to imagine

Werewolves

Leaping Stars,

Werewolves

Eating the Moon.

 

The flocks’ overhead,

Mind’s in a jumble.

All in all is a riddle,

I just gotta go to bed.

 

I Daze at the clock.

Recall my luck.

I’ve swam in waters,

Where Romans have drowned.

 

The shadows cling

To the walls.

If I sleep

I can battle them all,

Safe and sound.

 

Rainbows and unicorns

Await me,

Gathering butterflies,

Should fulfill my dreams.

 

But reality tears

At each seam.

I’m in a lull,

Awaken me.

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Florence Babatunde

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