your eyes will themselves
not to close
this quilt of coins
cannot lull you to sleep
comfort is not made
of metal, you cannot
hear it click between
your teeth, the silver
like sulfur on your tongue
the weight pushes
your body further
towards the center of it all
when sleep should be
an art of rising up
in the night
a levitation above
all this necessity
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A rich man presented him with a magnificent bed covering; he accepted it for one night, but then sold it, and disposed of the money in alms. The rich man "bought in" the article, and again presented it to John, with the same result. This was repeated several times; but John drily remarked: "We will see who tires first." It was not John. - Wikipedia
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