Desert Night

Counting crows
is happier than I feel.
Dry boned lizards
leap across my bed.

I wait for the squeal
of the sheep
they pursue.

For some reason
sleep eludes.

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For DVerse Poet’s Pub Open Link Night, Week 104

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9 thoughts on “Desert Night

  1. Counting Crows… was your CD player on? Were you riding on a horse with no name? This is a good account of insomnia, the muddled images, the dreamlike state that is anything but a dream. Liked this very much… Insomniac Amy

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