Sleeping Poem by Phil Soar

Sleeping



I slept the sleep of a hundred horses
Forever galloping
Waking during a stampede
Going to the toilet
Again and again
Must be my age
Why can't I sleep the sleep of a thousand sheep
I would love to count them

Friday, September 4, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: sleep
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