Sandman’s Blues
a sweaty mess of insomnia falls into bed
shaken inner child finds no peace
there is no time limit in a haunted house
old covers pulled tight until morning
shaken inner child finds no serenity
trazadone and melatonin tonight’s alchemy
old covers pulled tight until morning
spirits push cruelty into high-def dreams
trazadone and melatonin tonight’s alchemy
shallow breathing mantra to drift off
spirits push cruelty into alcoholic dreams
days of brandy and tequila are overrated
shallow breathing mantra to drift off
heart rate lowers hands are steady
days of brandy and tequila are overrated
difference between sleep and passing out
heart rate lowers hands are steady
REM sleep happens just before the dawn
difference between sleep and passing out
manifests vivid ghosts with hands to throat
REM sleep disturbed just before dawn
heart pounding gasping breath eyes wide
startles vivid ghost with hands to throat
body springs forward out of bed
heart pounding gasping breath eyes wide
there is a moment the kitchen is in view
body springs forward to the living room
you cannot walk away from your dreams
there is a moment the kitchen is in view
bare footed zombie turns on Keurig
you cannot walk away from your dreams
write them down with sketchy memory
bare footed zombie turns on Keurig
coffee has a calming effect in the dark
write down dreams with sketchy memory
a sweaty mess of insomnia sits in the kitchen
Zack Hoffman 2025
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Digesting this experience, we can’t help but notice the catalyst for sanity. To record this mindscape on pen and paper would be a daunting task. An empty flask, so much to ask, with less than a few hours to don the 9 to 5 mask. To get through another rat race to finally reach sanctuary only to take another sip, let the mind slip, and enjoy the trip. Detach from the facade this psychonaut is yearning…