--The Deadly Insomniac--

SLEEP is a friend I have fallen out with,

I wish she would come back to me.

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I bring her Valerian, milk and honey,

I plead with her, I promise her dreams.

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I wander the house listening for her voice

lisping in the cupboards, beyond the walls.

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She has sent me here, it's not the same

as the world by day.

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I have no friends.

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I am alone in slumbering rooms

with snoring chairs and bare faced clocks

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I used to love her velvet arms,

her fur kisses, her soundless caves.

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If only she would tell me what I'd done

and what it is she wants from me.

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~~By Julia Darling~~

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-http://www.diamondtwig.co.uk/poems/insomnia.html