Tag: Insomnia
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Slumberella
Insomniac stirred by a bladder then a cat. Thoughts circling around mounds of memory vales of worry paths of imaginary future possibility. Desperately searching for Slumberella… She’s waiting casually in the shadows, drawing me in slowly. Finally we embark on a three-minute stand So deliciously seductive and smooth. Then the clock strikes six; Oh but…
Abigail Hopewell 