Now, No Place to Hide

Mike Bell/ February 18, 2016/ 0 comments

Once sleep, mitigated,
lowed-sickness extremes,
under lax-lain flow,
relief in night-noosed dreams;

where no fixed stiffness,
or crumbling fatigue:
Dreams, what vagary,
my succoured-relief.

Last night, more vivid,
I filmed delusion’s play,
but, for the first time,
that being, slept away;

Ill-drugged and screams,
now robbed dreams-eased,
with slumber’s infection,
twilight, day-tripped, diseased:

In my sleep, inanimate,
free-frame falsely engaged:
Now in dreams, shuffled,
nightly caged.

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