Sleep has slept and wakes it now
Pillow falls wet and floor covered down
Turning his tossing to dreaming of sleep
Stumbling mind races to slip dashing feet
Albert and Jim and neither to him
Spread throughout his faces: two and four and ten
Hot faces turn to left, right, and up
Minds drudge slowly through memories there stuck.

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