Sister Sleeps

FROM THE ARCHIVES #3

From the good ole days when me and my sister shared a room, but shared little else in common.

sleeping sister sits silently

doubtlessly dreaming of

things that trouble her thoughts.

laying limply I

wonder whether what she

dreams, deserves a

fantastic fascination from

me. moreover, must my mind ever

hear her harrowing hysterias,

also acknowledged as dreams,

or can other occurrences occupy

a greater grade of

importance in my intellectual being?

Originally posted 12/5/16