Tuesday, 23 November 2010


Two o' clock in the morning.
The sky is inky black;
The bed awaits a cold body
That seeks warmth and sleep.

Seven o' clock in the morning.
Two eyelids refuse to open.
Two pupils laze and gaze
Through a dazed haze
At the alarm-clock.

Ten thirty in the morning.
The class's soporific effect
Hypnotises the mind into a stupor,
And the head tilts,
Gives in and sleeps.

Written on: 18-08-2010

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