Sleep Deficit

Come sleep
O sleep
you bastard
and stop deserting me
after the first five hours

I would like to punch you in the face
O sleep
if you had a face
and even if you didn’t,
I would like to punch you
in the face you didn’t have

Lack of sleep
is like raspberries
only less tasty
and I can’t really say how else it’s like raspberries
because I’m so goddamn tired

The unicorn of sleep
has left me forever
and I am left only with the tears of poltergeists
which seems perfectly logical to me
because of the fatigue fairies

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