The Sad Account of a Man Who Steals Sleep

by / January 26, 2017 Blogs No Comments


Not so slowly, not so gently

He stole my sleep

He stole your sleep


Locked them down

In the basement

Of his white house


Avoiding the cold gaze

Of his trophy wife

Sat behind the desk

With his back to her


And tweeted on his phone

With fingers smaller than normal

About how Trunch stole sleep

but spelled “insomnia” wrong..



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