A Cold Overnight 

Each cough 

Self conscious

Creating disturbance 

Where peace 

Should reign 

And then think 

Of the germs 

Launched forth 

Looking for a 

New host. 

Tonight’s Haiku: my silent call 

In this silent home 

Dreams start creeping into view 

Then they consume me 

Fearing wakefulness

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Slumber’s Unanswered Call

A strange night,
Again awake when I wish to be asleep.
Slumber ignores my humble call
Blindly ignoring both my needs and concerns.

This lack of weariness annoys.
This rationale mind knows,
Knows the exhaustion coming.
Tomorrow’s sunrise.

Dread stares into my eyes,
Unblinking.