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adventure team try-outs tomorrow need my sleep dream of knives cutting meat cutting me not what I wanted - I guess it's only fair, like my skin or the weather. apricot scrub & the drawer's short. someone here is a thief & it's not me. now please let me get some sleep. have some sympathy - I saved your life once. remember? you couldn't swim & I gave you fins. no one's sorry. we all smile & for good reason, maybe. the secret of our smiles will never be revealed, like a good magick trick. take it right to the edge & wear the badge of a sucker. you've surely earned it & there's no shame in that, yet. now let me sleep, keep ticking, water dripping, under the covers, I'm restless, god-eyed. was this really a gift? my papers were scattered everywhere & now I'm going to be late, wake up late, at last. these last few weeks have been hard. I have to get better. I have to sleep right. please go home so I can do my thing. now I'm dreaming? this could be a clue, or maybe you need new eyes, like a blind canyon donkey. just to hear someone say "I love you" - I'm over it. it's never true & I'd rather be sleepy. heard that one, broccoli floret, tender nub in a butter bath, chances aside, a red rose for breakfast & some cheap pillowcase because I go through them like shoes. the flying feet of a Greek god & here I am, the superinsomniac the lady says she buys wine & cat food. that sounds ok. choice words like chopped chuck. digest meat while sleeping. a pitcher of ice water. that would be outstanding & I'm grateful. you have your own sleepless life, right? bake a bone cake or show us some teeth, white boy. I'm just a dot on a timeline. it could be worse: I could have claws for hands & give up dancing. dot to dot, straining the light, open a can & just eat. just sleep, keep trying. a control panel appears & why the perplexed expression? I look like a monkey in the mirror. stones go skipping all along roll along trading time like a dream. sound machine wash the water off say something in French. it tickles the tongue, like melon does. refreshing sleep tonic, put my boots on, I've been looking for a number 11. 6 a.m. & I'm drifting. see you tomorrow, today.
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