#694 - if it were not for sleep correcting

 

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if it were not for sleep correcting

for sleep to dream again

 

nights a terror of this that

proud blood of the thousand years

how far since animal still we are

rend

muzzle up

from fearlessness

skywash

harplight

mere shapes have never meant

 

place bets

flesh with

 

a legacy therein though

certain things of the dark found after

as if

time inside out

 

so we dream the weather here there

 

if it were not for sleep correcting

errors of the day

 

hopes dashed

here wish though

get a grip

 

how would we picture again?

 

this is labour

this is play

 

every page is two sided

all light is travelling too

 

bump my head on the back of the bed

 

how is it in there?

is it sunshine for you?

 

else wouldn’t

else couldn’t

a biscuit, a basket

else didn’t

get up in the morning