The Night Watch

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Abstract

And I force myself to blink Towards something that may lurk By the wardrobe. Yes, that murk Projecting a faint face. This mask Fixed like stone, and on me.Hello I stutter, and shudder While the Other stares in Silence, Tick tock tick tock. And then there’s only darkness, And then I’m drowsy, And finally dream. Still with sleep, Still watched. Tick tock.Inspir

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ed by those times when we suddenly wake during the night, and are briefly confused with terror; by the surrounding darkness, or thinking that something’s in the bedroom with us . . . though my own fear is waking up and not being able to breathe for a few seconds (sleep apnea). But this personal terror can be avoided, if I don’t fall asleep on my back! Thanks for reading.</article></body>

A short poem for those who wake (or watch) during the night

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I wake up. Eyes sore, world black And silent, bar my unseen clock, Tick tock tick tock. And I force myself to blink Towards something that may lurk By the wardrobe. Yes, that murk Projecting a faint face. This mask Fixed like stone, and on me.

Hello I stutter, and shudder While the Other stares in Silence, Tick tock tick tock. And then there’s only darkness, And then I’m drowsy, And finally dream. Still with sleep, Still watched. Tick tock.

Inspired by those times when we suddenly wake during the night, and are briefly confused with terror; by the surrounding darkness, or thinking that something’s in the bedroom with us . . . though my own fear is waking up and not being able to breathe for a few seconds (sleep apnea). But this personal terror can be avoided, if I don’t fall asleep on my back! Thanks for reading.