Oh God, it came to him instantly as he slipped out of sleep like a soft turd squeezed free of a loose asshole

Joe R Lansdale, Bubba Ho-Tep

Consider also:

  1. “Inspiration was to see the permanent and characteristic in all forms, and if you had it not, you must needs imitate with a languid mind the things you saw or remembered, and so sink into the sleep of nature where all is soft and melting.”
  2. “Sleep there, nor know me gone: sleep there And never wake, although God’s breath Catch thee at midmost of the prayer Of sleep—that so dream turns to death! Pass, be no more! The beckoning dawn Woos the white ocean: I must go Wither my soul’s desire is drawn. Whither? I know not. Even so.”
  3. “soft monstrous masses, all in disorder—naked, in a frightful, obscene nakedness.”
  4. “Would he eat, drink, and take his pleasure? there was none that did not instantly obey his bidding.”
  5. “Dream on my breast of quiet days, Kindled of slow absorbing fire! Sleep, while I ponder on the ways And secret paths of my desire! Dream, while my restless brain probes deep The mysteries of its magic power, The secret of forgotten sleep, The birth of knowledge as a flower!”