Vivid Dreams

A few winks,
And a mattress,
Counting sheep,
Before the fuel fills my brain,
Creating vivid dreams,
Bursting from the seams.

I fall deep
Into a floating shape,
An octagon
Fulfilling every angle
Of my brain before the
Abyss of sleep takes control.

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