Alan Bruce Thompson

Head Of Honey - Poem by Alan Bruce Thompson

I like to fall asleep slowly,
Let the mind-honey flow through my head.

The trickle of mind-treacle through the brain,
And no mind-molasses on the bed.

The best medicine for me,
Is to sleep endlessly.

No waking till noon,
And back to sleep quite soon.

A head of mind-honey is quite right
It's an endless mind-sugar delight.

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Poem Submitted: Sunday, February 24, 2013

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