{"sf1_id":459333,"sf2_id":null,"title":"sleep","author":"Tobias Woadpaw","words":88,"posted_at":"2012-11-06T03:47:00.000Z","tags":["Museings","Poem"],"url":"https://fse.anthro.fr/stories/459333-sleep","original_url":"https://sofurry.com/view/459333","image_url":"https://www.sofurryfiles.com/std/thumb?page=459333\u0026ext=.jpg","description":"","content":"The purple hooded monk has the cure to make me sleep\n\nThe root it holds so close and dear will clear my active mind\n\nStanding in taciturn contemplation toes buried in the ground\n\nTaking a bite of the valued root whose juices numb my lips and tongue\n\nThe bitter pulp tickling my thought as I find a spot upon the ground to lay\n\nThe Purple hooded monks stand over me as a smile blooms on my light blue lips as I finally go to sleep\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\n\u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp;\n\n  \n  \n\n"}