In between 

In between nights markers.Along bed strewn paths.

Fears coalesce into frustrations mess.

Resting peace from this slumbering sweat.

Starting with images unfamiliar.

Spiraling into confusing endeavors.

Forced from this sleep.

The frustration, waking I keep.

Gasping, grasping, clinging to what I knew.

Sewing a theme to my next dream.

Sleep, into you a yawningly creep.

In between nights markers.

WAManning

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