Conor Dowd


Ankylosing Spondylitis

It's 4am.
I wake and try to shake the threads of broken sleep from me.
Not easy. Not by any means.
I'm troubled by my dreams.

You see, I've tossed and turned all night
and wrestled in my sleep,
now on my back or side
and I haven't found a posture I could keep.

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