sleep
dances
elusive
in the moonlight
just
beyond my reach
while
a hundred small aches
remind
me of the passing years
frustration
drives me from my bed
padding
barefoot
through
the moonlit house
in
search of anything
to
break the turning tossing pattern
of
my nights
the
perfect sleeper
sleeps
no more
Copyright
© 2015 by Eryll Oellermann
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© 2014 by Eryll Oellermann
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