Sleeper

Here I lie
tossing and turning
my bed as hard as a rock
the air is dead still
and the night hot as if I were in hell
Or perhaps this is hell
and the nightmares are my penance
strange and horrible images
flashing in my mind
flashing for the briefest time
just enough to cut me
to burn into my eyes
and then I wake
sweat wetting my head
a dry cough escaping my lips
the darkness strangling me
the light blinding me
Will this continue forever
an endless string of nightmares
warding sleep at every turn.


by,
WPHUNG (Thats what happens when you take Dayquil before bed)
Send any comments my way at WPHUNG@aol.com
© 1998 Smile in the Dark Productions

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