normal-horoscopes:

Aries: The world ticks above you like a vast clock it is a clock the world is a clock but here your bed is still and stationary. The rhythm of the gears lulls you to sleep. You must sleep.

Taurus: The sun rises. The sun sets. You can only feel it on your skin. Its been so long since you had eyes. You cant remember what the sky looked like but it looked beautiful. Bed feels beautiful. You must sleep.

Gemini: The wind touches your face. Something else touches your face. It is a blade of long soft grass. The night sky and full moon light the field before you. A figure in a low, wide brimmed hat moves towards you. There is something long resting against their shoulder. It feels so comfortable here. you must sleep.

Cancer:  You see a light in the distance. The woods are silent. You see what appears to be a wedding. All participants are wearing carnival masks with long thin noses. Beaks perhaps? They’ve seen you. They turn. You must sleep.

Leo: The rope goes beneath the gas station. Deeper and deeper past sewers and wells and cisterns. There is water to your ankles. You see the footprints on the ceiling. You are getting close. You must sleep.

Virgo: There is nothing left of the home but the garden still stands. Immaculate, as if nothing has ever touched this place. Someone has been tending to it. Someone has been keeping the wild at bay. You remember little. You must sleep.

Libra: The furnaces are cold now. They repaired themselves with what embers they could. Some still cling to those old notions of beauty. You feel bad. You press on. Half-gargantuan bodies. You must sleep.

Scorpio: The flat marble floor stretches on forever. The sky is pink, like an eternal almost sunrise. There is no air. You gasp. You must sleep.

Ophiuchus: Amsterdam, 1814. In a secluded corner of a loft apartment a man sews a dress. It will be a long while until he is done. His eyes are heavy and bloodshot. The air smells of sea salt and death. You must sleep.

Sagittarius: A great courtyard. The party is in full swing. Fiddle and drink pierce the foggy night. There are so many bugs. Something is burning. You must sleep.

Capricorn: Your clothing changes with every step. Every motion suits a new need. So many colors. You are so so tired. You must sleep.

Aquarius: You have dreamed of space for so so long little thing. You finally get to visit the moon. People used to think it was made of cheese. When you were little you hoped they had swingsets there. You must sleep.

Pisces: The baseball diamond you could have met at when you were children. The scabs on your knees you could have had. The bowls of mac n cheese never shared. A life still lived. You must sleep.