A flash of light,
Noise outside,
The passing of a car.
Thoughts of past,
Future too.
Both, both near and far.
Then Frustration,
Counting tricks,
Stare out at the stars.
When they fade,
A new Today,
Why does sleep me bar?
Sunday, 19 August 2007
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