Insomniatic Blithering Fool Poem by Natasha Bennett

Insomniatic Blithering Fool



Yet another sleepless night
Spots on the wall as filthy as the ones you left on my sheets

I mustn't sleep, theres still time to think
To go over and pick apart every aspect of your deceit

Heavy lids, furrowed brow
Its just as well I rest my head
With assiduous attemps to just let go for now.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Leon D. Guerrero 15 September 2009

This must be something that actually happened! ! I see you can move the exact words to make the reader get right to the idea without forgeting the touch of melody...what holds the attention the most. Lovely to read!

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Natasha Bennett

Natasha Bennett

Des Moinse, Iowa
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