Bear sleep; a poem by Andreas Blaustein

Those damn bears
I envy them so damn much
They sleep through winter like I wanna sleep through life
Or at least a few years of life
I’d sleep a few years and then I’d come back to see if the world is still fucked up and if I can deal with it
Otherwise; a few more years of blessed sleep
I’d keep going like this until I either become happy or just… die
Best I can do right now is go to sleep for twelve hours, so that’s what I’ll do

Click play to hear me read the poem

Let me know if you would like to sleep for twelve hours also, I’d love to hear about it!

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