30th
August 2013
#5
Fragments of sleep
I
gather my fragments of sleep
lost in aisles and window seats,
travelled midway through
sandwiches of day before
and fluctuating daylight.
lost in aisles and window seats,
travelled midway through
sandwiches of day before
and fluctuating daylight.
Started
somewhere between
hopelessness and despair,
my heart cannot change
just keeps repairing
bad weather.
hopelessness and despair,
my heart cannot change
just keeps repairing
bad weather.
Fragments
of my sleep
knocked around by boulders
on uncontrolled thoughts,
rural roads of national disgrace,
I can’t cry like I used to.
knocked around by boulders
on uncontrolled thoughts,
rural roads of national disgrace,
I can’t cry like I used to.
