As sleep waits...
Sleep waits on the periphery
of the niggardly night, to slide down
musty night’s cousins
rustle a leaf there, flap a wing here
and screech somewhere
night’s nettled desires
prepare themselves to
perform a naked pantomime
dehydrated night felt like
a pair of dry eyes
as eye-lids droop in a mild
soporific stupor, there arises
streaks of orange from the sea
at that hazy horizon
orange smears itself
on the plaintive sky
before sprinkling on
the restive sea…
a vague aridity clutches at the throat
while the tongue and cheeks feel irksome
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