no title yet and it's silly and pretty cutsie but it just came out when i started to write. deal.

[xjollyrogerx]

a time, once apon, a little boy was
worn down by the day, with his mind in a fuzz
his thoughts so misplaced that he couldn't even perceve
how to slip his small hand through his smaller shirt sleeve
"this must be those brutes, those manglers, those thugs
who take hold of my brain with bites claws and bear-hugs"
by this time at night confusion and tiredess team up like a beast
confusion sits on shoulders while tiredess clenches his feet
and make a giant with teeth and fists led
to set one to yawning while scratching their head
but with soft feather pillow like a sword in it's sheath
and sheets as a sheild and a bed as a steed
the steel shines dim in the fading sunlight
but the cuts come sharp as an arrow in flight
both monsters fell at the hoves of the bed
and with pillow in hand the little boy said,
"I have concoured you tiredess"
and drooped his small head
and under the sheild-sheets he slipped into the keep
of the giagantic fortress of the castle called sleep
and with a voice fading out like an echo grown old
"I've won tell tomorrow." and sleep gently took hold.