It is late i wish i could sleep
These crystal tears from my eyes weep
For you my feelings run oh so deep
Stealing my breath as i try to count sheep
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The poem is called SLEEP but it's not about sleep - it's about the crash of flight with a false SOUL-MATE. Just as DESIRE and DESPAIR were poems in opposition, SLEEP and SOULMATES are in opposition. What the speaker of SLEEP really wants is a beautiful dream of that perfect union between soul-mates. Not a day-dream or a night-dream - the reality of his not caring is too real to be covered up with illusion. What remains? A poetic dream, perhaps. A lyric poem expressing love for a person yet to be met, or a narrative poem giving evoking A DAY IN THE LIFE OF - the one who waits. Both poems prepare you for the experience of joining with another person and overcoming the trivial things that could interfere with this bond. I see your poem as the expression of the energy needed to maintain something as big but also as varied as life in soul-mate-ship (to coin a noun) . (Do you know the Disney film about a male and female superhero pair who marry and have kids and a house in the suburbs with jobs and car payments and Saturday Little League - and it's a mess. Why? They're too big for ordinary life! That's the Comedy of Errors which results when individuals and their life goals are mismatched.)
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The poem is called SLEEP but it's not about sleep - it's about the crash of flight with a false SOUL-MATE. Just as DESIRE and DESPAIR were poems in opposition, SLEEP and SOULMATES are in opposition. What the speaker of SLEEP really wants is a beautiful dream of that perfect union between soul-mates. Not a day-dream or a night-dream - the reality of his not caring is too real to be covered up with illusion. What remains? A poetic dream, perhaps. A lyric poem expressing love for a person yet to be met, or a narrative poem giving evoking A DAY IN THE LIFE OF - the one who waits. Both poems prepare you for the experience of joining with another person and overcoming the trivial things that could interfere with this bond. I see your poem as the expression of the energy needed to maintain something as big but also as varied as life in soul-mate-ship (to coin a noun) . (Do you know the Disney film about a male and female superhero pair who marry and have kids and a house in the suburbs with jobs and car payments and Saturday Little League - and it's a mess. Why? They're too big for ordinary life! That's the Comedy of Errors which results when individuals and their life goals are mismatched.)