Apocalypse #digitalart #poetry

Night will be over and morning will come,
The sun will rise, the lotus will open.
While the bee trapped inside was thinking such,
An elephant came along and stomped it up.

#apocalypse #micropoetry

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Insomnia #digitalart #poetry

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With sins of a thousand lives

how can I rest and close my eyes

when the dreams are full of screams

and faces

that I defiled

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“Insomnia is a gross feeder. It will nourish itself on any kind of thinking, including thinking about not thinking.”

-Clifton Fadiman