Allen Anderson


Now, I Sleep - Poem by Allen Anderson

Now I sleep.
This is the nightly game of death
played between life and me.
This is sweet
respite from the
waking world, or
some such life-like dream

Of the Unreal Ghosts
that flood
the Unreal city
and float through
hollow streets.
Burrying themselves
beneath the concrete
for fear
of drifting off.


Comments about Now, I Sleep by Allen Anderson

  • (7/27/2005 7:59:00 PM)


    I LIKE THIS POEM BECAUSE YOU HAVE TOUCHED ON ONE OF MY FEARS
    GOING TO BED AND NOT BEING AROUND FOR BREAKFAST
    BUT I MUST TELL YOU THAT I SLEEP IN A DEEP SLEEP, SO IT CANT BOTHER ME THAT MUCH, IT MAKES YOU WANT TO LEAVE A NOTE SAYING SORRY
    I CANT MAKE BREAKFAST THIS MORNING

    REGARDS AJS
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  • (7/27/2005 4:55:00 PM)


    i liked it......................... (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, July 27, 2005

Poem Edited: Wednesday, July 27, 2005


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