Piker Press — Weekly Journal of Arts and Literature
April 27, 2026

Sleep

Sleep - perchance to dream
Shakespearian couplets in my head
In bed I lay restless
Slumbering deep or not at all

Escaping the day - sliding into the night
My dreams prowl with feelings
Crimson at times - black others
Colors tumbling erotically

My slumber so unframed
Much like my thoughts
A turn towards future
Rebuilding a past

More by Lydia Manx → More poetry → Full issue →
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