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my dreams are title-less,
though their plots are thick
with regression,
conjuring emotion,
suppressed by day
and later, rebuked.
my brain is in two:
wakefulness
and malicious chimera;
a paradoxical hunger for sleep
and the dread of subconscious somnambulation.
I'm from my pillow,
to the staircase,
off of which I cast myself
into learned helplessness.
my vital fluids drip
out of my mouth,
over the balcony,
and onto the floor.
though their plots are thick
with regression,
conjuring emotion,
suppressed by day
and later, rebuked.
my brain is in two:
wakefulness
and malicious chimera;
a paradoxical hunger for sleep
and the dread of subconscious somnambulation.
I'm from my pillow,
to the staircase,
off of which I cast myself
into learned helplessness.
my vital fluids drip
out of my mouth,
over the balcony,
and onto the floor.
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i've not been sleeping lately, or sleeping too much.
critique would definitely be appreciated.
any thoughts on the clarity of the ideas expressed? does the break in stanzas seem appropriate? are the stanzas congruous?
critique would definitely be appreciated.
any thoughts on the clarity of the ideas expressed? does the break in stanzas seem appropriate? are the stanzas congruous?
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