another one of those 30-seconders

[26V08]

she was pretty
in a tinkerbell sort of way
but her hands were old
and her laugh was too loud
to be real

i fell asleep on a bus... why am i rhyming again?

[V08]

stealing sleep
going under
without going deep

hate the train
hate the rain

intermittent light
blinking night

slumped in seat
as heavy lids
succumb to heat

resting pain
on window pane

dreaming of bed
and pillowed head

stealing sleep
going under
without going deep

shorties.

[25IV08]

stop thinking...
today is friday -- a day for gardens and flowers
and picking out bottle caps from drinking sessions past

smell the love scent of lemon grass and little white blooms
lying together in the green swing
... and rest

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[12V08]

there is nothing
the world stops

then the heart starts beating
and you remember to breathe

you return to your body
lying prone on the bed

senses come back one by one
and you feel the breeze

before hearing the fan whisper
against heated skin deprived of sleep