Dear Sleep,

Sleep, don’t you leave me now
What if I count
Count …
A few cows prancing over broken fences
Broken
Because we’ve tried this before
And it left me wide awake within the trenches
Cattle – moo over
Where are my sheep?

By Elizabeth Mendiola
© 2014

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