Saturday, 5 November 2022



“To sleep, perchance to dream”, he said.

And I’m hoping for the sweet dreams implied,

ready to welcome them to my bed

like the tree welcomes its leaves.

But I cannot choose them,

cannot control them, 

cannot prevent them

turning to nightmares

that wake me

screaming and sweating

night after night.

And I cannot choose

the time when the long sleep

shall come

and take me to my final bed

holding the flowers tight in my boney hand.

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