Nice night

How heavy my lids Laden with the memory Of chemical sand Unassisted by the drudgery Of foreign science. Sweet caffeine aroma With wet heat Still failed to rouse My mind from sleep To proper judgment. Cursed slumber Unattained for hours Mocks me at dawn For sand in showers Came in with the sun.

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I am a button pusher. I stir up trouble. It is what I do. I live in the borders between light and dark. I can write about beautiful things, and joy and love, but I find I am more creative when i write about the dark. I love to hold a mirror up to the...

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