Sweet
Submission
Sleep lures me with
her calm breezes, her inviting touch.
“Come,” she whispers,
“rest your weary head.”
A drop of sweet
blackness trickles down my tongue.
“Leave me temptress,
for I am only closing my eyes.”
She laughs.
“Foolish mortal, you
kid me not. Why resist your desire?”
“Because I must work!
I must perform. I must satisfy…”
“Give me your burdens,
child,” coos the goddess of relief,
“Retreat to your
dreams, collapse into quiet oblivion.”
I cling to
consciousness with my remaining strength,
Yet I know it’s in
vain.
So I curse the
blessing as my world fades away,
But not before I notice
Her sly smile of triumph.
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