Plot Lines For Sleep
By Justine C. Tajonera
Sleep is a precious commodity nowadays.
If people could buy it bottled, they would.
It used to be simpler, in the past. It involved
counting some sheep, counting the stars.
Then, there were prayers, memorized or
a litany of requests. Then, there was the
pursuit with candles and incense sticks.
First, it was release then it was reward.
At some point it was a choice, at another,
it was fate. No matter, the beginning, the
middle, the foreshadowing and the conflict,
like death, it comes in the end, a curtain
that falls in waves, over our eyes.
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