Sleepyhead-------->

and then I came awake
still dreaming
of night burning hush
filled small rooms of amber
violet crush me in your deep
well of tears

I cannot raise my head from my stone
my indigo pink hot blue green cool carousing
street washed of fire eye glimpse of fey
but not to be had for love nor money nor comfort

Mother help me, hear me
Your baby is crying blood lust
And indemnities of ordinary fellows

condemn me your displeasure
but hear my cautionary tale
if you dare beyond your pale
to go, observe me well
I cannot protect you
only warn you

I've been abed

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