Day Ten

A really quick one, since I’ve been away all day. (And no internet.)

A Petition
by Kalyiel

Oh, spare me the unreason of sleep, said I.
Spare me sleep and give me dreams, yes,
Dreams instead, so frothy and full of life,
Full of cities I’ve never been to, places
That don’t exist – well, not on your map –
Full of people with no faces and faces
With no people. Dreams so merciful,
So free from the blind hand of Justice,
So slippery – like eels, like wet linoleum,
Like mud. She said nothing. Not a word.
She merely shook my hand and smiled.
Was I funny?

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