JT sings
Sleep Come Free Me
and I know what he means.
Chained to consciousness, I’m trapped in the waking world
unable to dream,
barred from nocturnal inspiration.
Barring the elevation to the imagination
I object to being pinned here
awake
like a subject in a lab test
of my own devising.
This is the hour of review
for all my failures
my personal shortcomings
and relationships lost or damaged.
This dark parade of loss
I could do without.
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