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Towards the Field of Sleep

sleep’s soldiers
clasping small spears and shields
advance and retire
 
(beneath my eyelids
the field of sleep densely spreads)
strike/struck  strike/struck  strike/struck
dissipating like dust
 
what’s going on?
where did you come from?
no clue
let’s become cloud  holding hands
let’s disappear as one
like that  like that   like that 
sleep’s flock of cloud
 
suddenly hrmph!
snorting
as the body jerks
 
the field of sleep breaks
the soldiers disappear
that spider’s thread of sleep is torn
 
towards the field of sleep  again
nearing  slipping 
I call through
spider’s thread  spider’s thread  spider’s thread
 
to sleep’s soldiers 
who will one day seize me for eternity 

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