Asleep


“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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