nightmares into daymares...battle of evermore

haven't slept

 in days

till sheer 

exhaustion

 I succumb 

to 

unconsciousness

 then like the screech

 of a harpy

I awaken

to a reality 

without 

you

my eyes

 cannot 

focus

the ceiling

 looks

like a murder of soul eaters

dancing 

in flight

 above me

a black

 swan

 ballet

as they sing

 me 

a languorous lullaby

 a gregorian chant

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