Withdrawing from sleep <br />tired legs carry us junkies <br />in ragged pajamas and baggy eyes <br />through the pillowed streets <br />back home to the <br />Sandman's shooting gallery. <br />A house of restless souls <br />sharing needles full of dreams <br />to push off with snores, <br />silence the screams and bahs <br />of overworked sheep. <br />Shoegazing stargazers <br />are nodding off with <br />dusted eyes and <br />smiling down upon themselves <br />in this early morning fix. <br />Our speed freak attitudes, <br />long spun, unwind and we <br />trip on the cotton sheets <br />of Lullabies and Songs of Dreaming. <br />Let the dragon chase you <br />and let the bed catch <br />your broken body <br />'cause this is not <br />a wake up call, <br />in fact its <br />just the opposite.<br /><br />Nic Custer<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/withdrawing-from-sleep/
