Urgently in the first moments that start the day
I search for the tether
that connects me to the unlikely circumstance
where my attention spills back
into the dream, I was seized from.
Put me to sleep
I'm so tired of the day
And so scared of the night
Your thoughts have made my mind
Their playground
Put me to sleep
For when my eyes open
There's you, or the want of you
And the certain reality that our
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I so adored late hours. I was what you would call a night owl,
As fireflies seldom appear, until creamy moon is on the prowl.
I loved the quiet and peacefulness, and staring at a big moon,
Just as the onset of summer, is staring down the end of June!
Some people can get by on less sleep, and I was one of those,
As eager feet are constantly going by, the paths of primrose.
My nightly pursuits were many-music, reading, TV or going out,
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I have an unwelcome guest,
That visits me every night.
He makes sure that I stay awake,
Until long after morning light.
His conversation is painful,
I pretend not to hear.
The only thing that happens then,
Is he whispers in my ear.
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9.39pm - bed
2.02am - wake
2.20am - check clock
2.25am - toilet
2.39am - check clock
2.40am - rollover
2.42am - rollbackover
2.45am - rollbackoveragain
2.47am - check phone
3.03am - kick cat off bed
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Wat is dit met drie uur ding
en slaap wat 'n mens ontwyk
en dan is dit ook die "donker uur"
wanneer die meeste mense beswyk
selfs Paul Simon het daaroor gesing
in sy "Sound of silence" - wel bekend
toe hy sy lied se woorde skryf,
"Hello darkness, my old friend."
Ek wens ek het sy talent gehad
om die woorde so te laat vloei
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Twenty three lines
That's how much the cracks on my roof branch
Two flies and three spiders
The number of nocturnal visitors I have seen
Gray is an interesting color
Or so the cobwebs on my roof make me think
Leaves are terrifying in the dark
When their shadow is projected in the night
They sway and make dancing dragons
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When the sun has drowned
And time is but a climb
When the leaves have browned
And dark has left its mark
I know our minds are interwtined
Mourning a late night's morning light
9.39pm - bed
2.02am - wake
2.20am - check clock
2.25am - toilet
2.39am - check clock
2.40am - rollover
2.42am - rollbackover
2.45am - rollbackoveragain
2.47am - check phone
3.03am - kick cat off bed
......
I so adored late hours. I was what you would call a night owl,
As fireflies seldom appear, until creamy moon is on the prowl.
I loved the quiet and peacefulness, and staring at a big moon,
Just as the onset of summer, is staring down the end of June!
Some people can get by on less sleep, and I was one of those,
As eager feet are constantly going by, the paths of primrose.
My nightly pursuits were many-music, reading, TV or going out,
......