MADNESS INTERLUDE: NEW SCARRIET POEM

I LIKE IT WHEN I SLEEP

I like it when I sleep,
A dreamy paradise of rest,
It blocks out all—
Including all I detest.
Indifference is sought
By those who would otherwise weep.
Gold can’t purchase love.
The heart can’t purchase sleep.
Sleep is found in the arms
Of a conscience, bright and clear:
Jealous, he followed me.
And found me sleeping here.

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1 Comment

  1. noochinator said,

    April 5, 2013 at 11:08 pm

    Michael Jackson couldn’t sleep—
    One of the richest men in the world—
    While an ‘umble workman has REM deep—
    Moral: Keep your freak flag furled.


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