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Sonnet for Sleep

A pulse inside my brain (a pound, a pound),
A thump of blood that hazes sight - a blight -
I want to slump my spine, to fall on ground
And have my skin so melt and ebb - no fight.
So burn alive, oh eyes, oh spine of mine,
Create what makes the great men tick like gears;
I want to feel the sky, finally fine!
Like I shook it off, removing time - some years.
Perchance I'll live inside my heart and keep
My lives, my loves, so close: a fortress held
By swords and spears of manic time that reap
My soul each day and day, I could be felled.
Control my limbs again, this weary soul,
Or else I'll slip on through this fragile hole.

Graduation Speech

Ghost Story