In Nearby Neighbouring Nebulae

Pulsar pulsar
Super speedy spinning false star
Pulsar pulsar
In neighbouring nebulae never too far
At least relatively speaking in cosmic terms
A condensed neutron core of a collapsed star
Go on and shoot your rays my ways

I want the rain to wash away the pain
Even if in an hour I’ll just feel the same again
Feeling so low and oh so lame
On everything but myself I lay the blame
Because I’m perfectly depressed
I’m hardly up and I’m barely dressed
Even though the clock has just hit noon
It is even still way too soon
I want to go back to bed
Set my head down because up I’m fed
I’d rather go back to sleep and wake up at five, oh
Sleep police arrived at my door
Knock knock
Hello
Dream world presents itself and in I go
Fly at my own will embodying a crow

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McDream's Poetry

I write stuff. Mostly comedy. Probably unfunny, if it's not your cup of tea drink coffee.