Casper Fields - These Nights

One-thirty,
eyes feel heavy,
this door to Dreamland's no less hefty.
As I scroll down the lines
of this machine's memory
looking for the one who'd free me
from this fucking misery,
less than one soul does seem pretty.
This nightly poetry,
this button melody:

my only company.

Casper Fields

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