Zombified, they feast
on my tasty brain, insane
3 hours till morning
Written for Haiku Heights prompt on Insomnia
THIS is how I feel when I cannot sleep!
It’s those darn fitted sheets! They never stay in place. 🙂
Those dang idea zombies get me some days for sure… once it gets going, there’s no rest for the weary. Well written.
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Same here, 3 hours left to sleep .. In perfect harmony with my night!
Beware the brain eating zombies. They come in the middle of the night!
Lovely haiku, thanks for sharing with us!
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