Sandy Player


Child's Sleep


You, my bed,
Four legged minotaur
Soft-bellied gestapo man,
I am your running gypsy
Your Greek take-away.

Do you spy me when
I put a cross through a line
Or eat a cupcake?
With your spectacled deep black
Animal eyes?
You must smell my fear through your
Pink flabbed ringed nostrils.
My fear, my fear.

You get me.
Every time.
I fall off the hour hand
As it re-loads at twelve
And you chew me all night.
Your stubby cow teeth are worse
Than lead weights
A sea of heavy water.

You torture worse than history said so.
Did Mr. Perseus have to go
Through the tar-black maze
Whilst you gassed it?
And you couldn't hold back
Flooding me with your hot

Salt sea. I wake in it.
You've branded it on my thick-veined forhead.
I pick the chlorine coloured sleep from my eyes
And roll off your noxious tongue
For another day.

Submitted: Saturday, March 09, 2013
Edited: Sunday, March 10, 2013
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  • Rookie - 17 Points Aria Siren (3/14/2013 9:20:00 AM)

    Beautiful descriptions. I'm a sucker for an amazing ending and this piece has one. I love love love the concluding verse. It makes me think of waking and feeling heavy with tears or a 'salt sea'. Not sure if that is your meaning but I enjoyed the interpretation and feeling I took away from it. Verse 3 seems to have a vunerability to it. The rest of the verses taken more as an observation, a detailed account. But verse 3 you get me. every time. those two lines just seem to ache. Nice title as well. (Report) Reply

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