Another way to do 15 lines of poetry. I hope I'm doing these right.
Slumber
only comes when
eyelids fall soft, but hard,
limbs' aches are absorbed by softness
and calm.
Travel
far away from
all that you think you know
so you can find others who know
even more.
I itch,
but not my skin.
Something more layers down
twists and pricks sensations in me.
I scratch.
(Prompt by me)
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Slumber
only comes when
eyelids fall soft, but hard,
limbs' aches are absorbed by softness
and calm.
Travel
far away from
all that you think you know
so you can find others who know
even more.
I itch,
but not my skin.
Something more layers down
twists and pricks sensations in me.
I scratch.
(Prompt by me)
Image source
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