Knowing not when to be afraid
unaware of dangers strange
thoughts drift in ways incomplete
imagination slips in with a sleeping pill
reason then drugged, falls on a lap
In a twisted haze of delirium
thoughts flit in futile and mercenary
through eyes filled with sleep
and blinks cutting in
with the mind caught
in a malicious time warp
escape is impossibly far away
and mistakes inevitably close
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