Inconvenient Inspiration

June 5, 2011
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Sleep will evade me
Flitting around corners and rocks
I always barely glimpse its tail end
And its absence drives me from my bed
To catch the words
That fly from the bones of my chest
And through the pen
In lines and symbols
Of harsh English
Perhaps to never be read again
Or self-ridiculed come morning
But for now I can lay my head back down
For I am emptied of the words
That pounded to get out

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