Poppy's Wherewithal Poem by Jacob Underwood

Poppy's Wherewithal

Sweetpea's drip down my eyes as Hypnos bats my cheeks

Carefully batting my eyes to to keep them a flutter

My consciousness now Living in a garden of poppy's and leeks

Monday, September 1, 2025
Topic(s) of this poem: Sleep
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