2.09.2012

Insomnia

Green glow in blackness
10:30
Eyes shut tight become a canvas for conversation,
repeated
rearranged
reinvented
11:45
Images of next day, next week, next month
Flutter like flip-book pages.
End.
Begin again.
12:18
Toss. Turn. Fists grip tangled cotton sheets.
Push a wandering mind
Deeper into the pillows
12:57
What could I be doing.
If I weren't here.
1:06
Staring into the dark.
Green glow silently screaming.

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