Haiku in the Small Hours
2.19 am.
Another sleepless night in
rucked-up sweaty sheets.
Unnoticed by day,
This metronomic ticking
Is thieving my sleep.
It's no use hiding -
My water glass magnifies
the luminous dial.
Ominous red glow
Like an army on the ridge,
Retreat to my dreams
Another sleepless night in
rucked-up sweaty sheets.
Unnoticed by day,
This metronomic ticking
Is thieving my sleep.
It's no use hiding -
My water glass magnifies
the luminous dial.
Ominous red glow
Like an army on the ridge,
Retreat to my dreams
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