Death And Your Sleep Poem by Nick Kler

You should never
have hope in your Life
It is the root cause
of all pain

Then again,
It is an integral part
A building block
Of what we call 'Life'
What a disguise!

Death has already
marked its day,
Within the calendar
of your stay
Before you were
even born
Before you ever
heard your name
Why worry about it now?

What's up?
What's up with your neurotic-sleep
All hyper, doing her victory march
Up and down your hamburger hill

Night that she finally decide
To shows up, all coked up!
Literally crawling
Up n down the drapes
As if, someone was
about to be raped
Who is she always so scared of?