Sonnet: Restless Nights

Of restless nights in one-night cheap hotels
Of dreams of desire, which turn to nightmares
Of screams of fire, which turn to whimpers
Your curse is one I find hard to dispel

Your manner and form enough to compel
Of your decisions I am unaware
Of your conditions, I confess, I care
Of the final hurdle at which I fell

I am drawn to your intoxication
Your sobering effect is my desire
I fear I challenge your concentration
Your fast failure of a trial by fire

Of restless nights, which bring early mornings
Your dispelled shadow, my only warning

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Poem 20 of 24, written for the 24hr ‘Poetry Marathon’ by DS Coremans

This poem was inspired by the line, “Of restless nights in one-night cheap hotels” taken from the Love Song of J Alfred Prufrock by TS Eliot

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