A Place To Rest The Mind
Tonight I determined
That I am not human
Not authentic
Just a weird sort of
Poetry bot
Producing text for
Readers that might not
Exist
But being Webspiders
Or Bot readers
Then I fell
Into a dreamless sleep pattern
Not awaken until
I became a stock market program trader
Disasters can appear in many ways
The can be big colorful and fragrant or
Small creeping and discrete
Somehow going under the radar
Until they hit you hard in the head
Like now, we don’t notice until
It is too late and the scream of the dying
Wakes us up in the middle of the night
The night turns into day
Having a hard time breathing
Waking up, changing position
Falling asleep again
Time passes quickly too quickly
Wild dreams all night
Outside the eternal white
Summer light
Watching over to the other side. At nighttime and the sun
I can sometimes
Silence my needs and desires
Making a cloud of anxiety go away
Meeting the darkness in the light
With earth and flowers
From time to time
Love us
Being tired
missing sleeping
Night after night
Waking up
For three hours
To contemplate all the things
That should have been done long time ago
Before sleeping
Watching movies or
Listening to endless podcast
The price for an hour of sleep
Is high, precious gift
When a pill can cure it all
Yes why not
What a pathetic
Conundrum
Sleepless
Keeping the mind awake
With meaningless rants
About this and that
I lost it all and still I am here
The morning always breaks
In the middle of night in May
Collapsing the sense of day
Creating ambiguity about
The eternal order of the south
Where every night is dark as coal
The nights here in the north
Are short and brief
Quickly moving creatures
Almost invisible
Creating a blue skylight
Mixing memories and desires
Waking up the dead or long gone
Emotions
Midnight is a bad time
For reflection
It is late and the mind
Moves in circles
But in that chaos
There are only one
Thing sticking
Do not lose your self
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