SLEEPS

By moonphish

Sun, 21 Sep 2014
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i measure out my life in sleeps
the laws of man, i'm banning
for letting nature run its course
creates the dreams i'm planning
.
the time when all our brains shut down
in need of intermission
has always been a fuzzy blur
engrossed in superstition
.
the images that gather there
have no respect for science
a room of pandemonium
a-tilt in its defiance
.
these twisted links provide a break
from straight lines that constrict us
for their allowance is a judge
that never would convict us
.
at rest, our minds are left unlocked
the key suppressed discretely
that's when unbridled lunacies
will rule the roost, completely
.
when worlds are shaken to the core
forever, they will spasm
a glance into the heaven's heights
or hell's abysmal chasm
.
that's when our lives begin anew
there's curves in our reflections
a death to things that wish to harm
a birth of expectations
 
 
 
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