No sleep to dream, the nocturnal owl, soft winged, hoots,
I lie listening startled by midnight chimes vibrating on the wind.
not all is well ad infinitum times feetmarch on;
the universes ever present master,
it oozes stretched like soft treacle, and I restless,
count extended minutes until sunrise cracks the horizon.
Exsomnis
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