Monday, September 8, 2008

Memoirs of an Insomniac

I can't sleep.  Can you hear me?

I can't dream.  Do you see me?

I can't snooze.  Are you near me?

I am infinite. 

Give me sleep.  I can feel you. 

Haunt my dreams.  Let me touch you. 

Make me snooze.  I am with you. 

Is a quarter my life?

The camel must see the mounds on his back.  

Do you?


Yours, 
Midnight Mistress

1 comment:

A said...

midnight mistress,

stop being a total weirdo

(delightful)

love,

like sushi, but there ain't no rice