dezembro 05, 2005

sleep patterns

the world of R.E.M. does not suit me. it does not give comfort, security or rest. that realm is populated with fake gods, mythical beasts and encounters best explained by the incomprehensible subconscious.
night beckons me to sleep. i pray i won't dream. or that, just once, i can safely awake next morning without feeling drenched in forbidden thoughts, better still, that the tidal wave of morning light washes away the memory of a restless night.
regardless, the pattern is obvious.