Surfacing like an anxious submarine or wide awake at the press of any of my buttons - and they are many - you could say that I’m a light sleeper Murdered regularly in a hundred ways by as many assassins - you could say that I’m a light sleeper. My heart pounding my breath short my ears ringing - always flight never fight - I lie musing working out how I might’ve engineered my escape But failing every time When deep sleep finally comes to get me when in my head I’ve only been snoozing I awake startled at the passage of time
15.10.21
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