I miss the milkman's
Electrical dawn whirring
The clink of cow juice
A clue, if it were needed
That the time for sleep is nigh
6 days ago
21.2.09
Tanka of regrettable sleeplessness
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you know the t.s. eliot poems 'preludes?'i always feel like that perfectly captures that insomniac feeling.
it doesn't -help- when you're sleepless. but it is how it feels. it feels like a milkman rattling down the street when it's still dark morning and you haven't slept yet.
This series is great. Made me smile, but that slighly sad smile of fading familiarity.
I always thought that finding myself arguing with the dawn chorus was the sign that I should be in bed.
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