Sleep Poem by Wies Blaize
Sleep
Sleep. I sleep. I doze. I doze off.
Painted against life as deed of activity.
It is sleeping a me-existence totally empty
And floats and quakes a yawning.
Lethargy is too much sound for what I am giving
Is nothing more than fear of movement. I sleep
My life moved.
Friday, June 1, 2012
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