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Strung Out On Sunlight (Free verse) by J.B. Manning
I havenât slept in days
Everything seems so far away
Except for dreams
Nightmares maybe
A dog barks in the distance
Itâs echo sparks a series of hallucinations
Like lying my face on a fault line
People pass me on the street
I blink away their movements
Light gives me a migraine
And everythingâs the same
A melting pot of puke and twisted fait
A crack on the sidewalk reminds me
of some grand adventure
That I never really had
Iâve reinvented myself so many times
I canât remember my own name
Itâs 3am on Monday
or maybe Thursday of next week
Time is linear and I blink away its movements
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Weighted score: 5.119203
Overall Rank: 5638
Posted: September 17, 2003 9:34 AM PDT; Last modified: September 17, 2003 9:34 AM PDT
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hmm. meth makes it make a lot more sense. odd, that.
good though. i can tell you actually had some experience with sleep dep and meth.