Air MattressA Poem by PeteI put a piece of paper under my pillow, and when I could not sleep I wrote in the dark. - Thoreau![]() Partaking of aspiration's deep slumber. No need to take a number. Lying at Heaven's tranquil gate. Figuring, "The world can wait." Awaking to dreams without a peep. His day ahead scheduled to be uneventful and meek. He rolled over ... ... continuing an unremitting sleep ... © 2019 PeteAuthor's Note
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