Rest calls me
autopilot disobeys –
Mind heeds, but
locked in battle
with my insomnia;
neither make way
for my flickering consciousness
and exhausted body.
Sleep is an elusive luxury…
Lately.
Rest calls me
autopilot disobeys –
Mind heeds, but
locked in battle
with my insomnia;
neither make way
for my flickering consciousness
and exhausted body.
Sleep is an elusive luxury…
Lately.
1:45am,
and…
I’m awake
bargaining with time and dreams
telling them I’ll sleep soon
knowing
I’m going for broke
and “soon” is actually probably just
3:00am,
or maybe even
never.
I couldn’t sleep,
so I…
wrote myself a lullaby;
The problem is,
lullabies often make me cry,
because remembering childhood
reminds me of lost things –
and I stay awake
thinking of ways
to bring them back.
Filling up journals
with wanton words
of want; on
nights like this one
where sleep evades
drifting awareness –
Unbidden,
like goodbyes and the duskiness
of approaching sunset.
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