7200
(now for thumb
sing completely
different to offset
global war
ming debacle.)
Tis routine
sleep simply,
aye
refer, and
absolutely
necessary
if ye
decry
and/or
beg to differ
with this
“NON FAKE”
knows
worthy guy!
though
i sheepishly attest
NOT tubby a
medical
practitioner expert
this beastie boy
doth his
body electric best
nonetheless,
ah chest
wanna draw
(figuratively)
to allude when
the wave
of fatigue
doth crest
with heaviness
finds these
folding flaps
of skin
depressed
no peak king
as temple mount
rolls from
one to
another side
before
succumbing
to everest
how the
never seen
sandman
thankfully
doth sally forth,
and ride as
welcome
wagon guest
sprinkling
tell tale
granules
in corners
of eyes
(near
nose bridge)
no matter this
function recurs night,
and/or day find
ding un
bounded energy
suddenly stunned
with an invisible
stun gun
an instantaneous
zap with nary
any strength
oddly, NOT to
even exercise yap
requiring
strenuous effort
to stay
awake nope,
not even
saran wrap
pulled
tight over
'oculus uterque'
orbs as if eye
lids linkedin
to a spring loaded
steel trap
impossible
to force open
without
experiencing
a sharp snap,
hence no
recourse, but
relinquish fight
to stay a wake
surrendering
control
to automatic
slumbering
inexplicable
rapid eye click
king movement
flight inherent
defying
convincing
explanation,
sans how
dreamscape flick
becomes
manifest within
lickitysplit
time frame,
quite an
in trick
kit process,
yet propensity
for average
person to explain,
(yup even me)
also baffling
any one
named Ulrich.
