Fuelling my urge to catch a dream I still limp behind as a grasshopper which lost it’s identity among a clan of pride seeking self illuminating fireflies, I hope the night just get over!
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Tuesday, April 12, 2011
Sleepless Nights
Once I switch off the lights in my room I see thousands of crows all over my room. They illuminate in radium green. The unmoving crows begin to grow small! Growing small they become mosquito sized crows; soon they fly all over making a screeching sound much lower than the tick of my clock. They nest in my hair, they beak on my head. They kill my sleep. They turn me into an insomniac invisible crow fighter in the dark!
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