Pray not for tomorrow

You look up from your dizzy insomnia;
out of nowhere there He is,
sitting across from you
like a motionless emotionless Ben Kingsley;
staring at you
with cold dead eyes.
Unblinking. Unforgiving.
Your palms, hot. sweaty.
Clench your useless fists
into half-filled pale green water balloons;
that thought in the back of your mind…
like swimming in quicksand…
what was it again?
There’s only one way to kill an idea…

– K Poleet

“Oblivion – what a blessing…for the mind to dwell a world away from pain.” – Sophocles, Oedipus Rex



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