“City’s Slumber Song”

A/N: This is what happens when you’re supposed to be writing goofy poetry.

Hearing the sound of a city’s slumber

I hardly want to sleep

Bloodshot eyes and tired feet

Are beckoned by her call

All this mind wants is to rest

But petulantly, she says no

I close the pane

Draw the blinds

And fail to shut my eyes

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