tiny poems
by scott hess
Tuesday, February 19, 2008
NOW I LAY ME DOWN TO SWEAT
oh, you are going
to be dead
and maybe soon
and for a long time.
funny --
thinking of
eternal rest
renders me
sleepless.
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