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anomalous antagonistic autonomy Pt iii

By BrenPublished 4 months ago 1 min read
Mind
Photo by Hal Gatewood on Unsplash

when i lay me down to sleep

into my head the words they creep

somewhere inside they rise from the deep

through layers of tired they stir and steep

...

but i'm under the covers

i'm cosy and warm

i tell myself if it’s any good

i'll remember come the morn

i never do

...

words flit and frolic prance and play

i should be getting this down i say

a glimmer a glimpse then all off away

and not ever once do they stay

...

i don't wanna open my eyes

i don't wanna turn the light on

i don’t wanna grab my phone

i don't wanna be awake

i never do

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About the Creator

Bren

"It's just a token of my extreme!" - Frank Zappa

"Cause it's all in the heat of the moment It's all in the pain!!!" - Devin Townsend

Centre Stage with the wonderful Heather Hubler

I'm writing it out not acting in doubt!

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  • Grz Colm4 months ago

    Love the punchy no rhyme ending!! 😊

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