Dead to the World

With aching body and burning eyes
from too much reading, seek repose.
Pillows thumped and shoulders hunched,
lamp extinguished, darkness soothes.
The world retreats, oblivion beckons.
Dreams approach with every second.
A new world appears, fantastic scenes
where I can fly to escape danger.
The gauze lifts, reveals the stranger
who’ll be adored as my destiny.
The scene shifts to domestic strife,
anxiety, tension and stress take over –
until a jerk hauls me back to life.
Morning brings my cup of tea,
a swift return to sanity,
and for a while, sweet sleep is gone.
second try for OctPo 27


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5 Responses to Dead to the World

  1. …and a new day begins, while dreams continue. Love this Viv.


  2. zongrik says:

    gauze lifts reminds me of a movie scene where someone got burned and then they lift the gauze off their eyes and they can see. also, there’s the famous twilight zone with Marilyn Monroe episode.


  3. cecilia says:

    sleep as a roller coaster ride..I bet you have amazing dreams..c


  4. Oh my goodness…this sounds just like me.

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