Here’s part of a thought on what non-sleeping people think as opposed to sleeping people. These are two camps of the world, one never understanding the other.

It is dark

And everything around me is dropping off

Except the bloody clock that ticks and tocks…..


What surprises

In those midnight musings

Is what I most hate.


My sleeping husband,

My dreaming mate.


© neelthemuse,2011

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