Sleep

All you ever
want to do is sleep.
Sleep from the mornings.
Sleep from nights.
Every now and again
an interlude between.
If we weren’t tied,
I don’t think I’d mind.
But unlike you,
I’d rather not
sleep my life away.

Prompt: 12/9/16

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