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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=417677" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Battle of Will & Exhaustion, Mother & Child</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Two knights surrounded by dinosaurs<br>are cornered in the kitchen--all threat and bluster.<br>Action figures always act<br>even as night tries to soothe them under.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I am the one who laid a nervous hand<br>on a child's exhausted threat and bluster.<br>The bunk bed creaks as the story settles,<br>as night's cool hand tries to soothe us. Under </div><div style="margin:10px 0">a Seussian drone I am thinking, anxious,<br>about someone with a nervous hand.<br>Will he sleep? Will he sleep? When will he sleep?<br>The bunk bed creaks as the shipboard settles.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">What is the myth of a woman alone<br>who's thinking through Seuss? Her thoughts are drones<br>serving a terrible queen of their own.<br>Can she sleep? Will she sleep? When will she sleep?</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The toilet's crystalline drip and the ghosts<br>of the walls are a myth. And this woman, alone,<br>is a captain steering too close to the rocks<br>where the ocean is serving a terrible queen.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Up on the cliff of a Friday midnight<br>the toilet's crystalline drip and the ghost-<br>ly snore of the sleepy one riding his dragons<br>can steer this sad captain away from her rocks.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">&quot;Rock me to sleep,&quot; cries the wild girl at twenty<br>up on the cliff with a young man at midnight.<br>Far below, waves from the sea of Alaska<br>snore back and forth filled with moon's breath and dragon.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Up on the cliff of a Friday's midnight,<br>rock me to sleep with the sound that the fridge makes.<br>Warmth of a tub, hole of a drain.<br>Memories sleep in the seas of Alaska.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Action figures always act<br>upon the cliff of a Friday's midnight.<br>Warmth of a bird's heart. Chill of a stone.<br>Two knights surrendered. The dinos snore.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Jenny+Factor">Jenny Factor</a><div class=q>
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I am the one who laid a nervous hand
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