24 October 2012
It's that time, again, That I must try, To force some shut, Into my eye.
I won't succeed, But try, I will, I'll lie, dust dead, And stony still.
For just two hours, Maybe three, I'll call the sandman, Here, to me.
And, maybe, If I'm lucky, so, He'll find a place, For me to go.
Goodnight, Opuss • Opuss № I