Friday, 28 August 2009

Please sleep
Wash over me
Dissolve me
Shut eyes
Deep breaths
But the words go round and round in my head and won't shut up, bumping into each other and making dreams, half awake dreams even though I want to be asleep, properly asleep, so I'll wake refreshed and not have all this bouncing round and round in my head
Until tomorrow
Which is already here