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ON THE QUI VIVE
Wonted things bother the mind
as it stiffens the neck each time
it finds space to unburden its load
Loose thoughts and nightmares
Eight sighs on 5 tosses
Mosquito bites — buzzes
Book piles like high hills
Rough pages with rough edges
Soaked eyes on white sheets
Ink lines on papers
Gnawing memories
And a cup of coffee
Armed with amulets
That seduces depression
And a twist of ideas — amused
A swoosh of air
Past the window
Blew out the candles
Now, even the rustling
Leaves has stolen my
Attention, yet I can’t sleep
Tried, tired, but stirred
We die here — no escape
This crippling pain will leave, so I live.
© Asa Cl
as it stiffens the neck each time
it finds space to unburden its load
Loose thoughts and nightmares
Eight sighs on 5 tosses
Mosquito bites — buzzes
Book piles like high hills
Rough pages with rough edges
Soaked eyes on white sheets
Ink lines on papers
Gnawing memories
And a cup of coffee
Armed with amulets
That seduces depression
And a twist of ideas — amused
A swoosh of air
Past the window
Blew out the candles
Now, even the rustling
Leaves has stolen my
Attention, yet I can’t sleep
Tried, tired, but stirred
We die here — no escape
This crippling pain will leave, so I live.
© Asa Cl
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