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13 February 2021 Saturday Poetry Prompt: insomnia

A Poem

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The hueing numbers on the clock whisper in uncontained fervor,
Yet the moon and the sky move no further;

The tremors of the grass swept bed have left me in a rhapsody,
Now the folding of the pillow beckons me behind bloodcurdling agony.

Where I espy them from across the…

Daniel A. Teo

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