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Fighting against sleep


An entry in The Crocodile Prize
Kina Securities Award for Poetry

We don’t own the night.
Night, we must understand
Is a gift from a departing day.

In this long silent corridor
We are not partakers of sleep
So hang your anger on the wall
And follow as sublime as the spider
The path of sleep.

Our world is waiting at bay,
Its knees are now tired
And thirst has come
At this hour uninvited.
So empty this cup, if you must
Of murky night and be brave.
Our path is far and dark
Let us not be slaves of sleep.

Be brave
Have not a pint of fear
And let us walk,
This night will be defeated
Tomorrow morning.


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