Insomnia
blank pages, blank stares
it isn’t lonely
it’s consuming
it’s everything, everyone
it’s care
careful, cautious, scared and relentless
the challenge is to forget, no
maybe to focus,
on the sound of my pen (moving)
the ambulance (speeding)
the fan (spinning)
the neighbor’s water (running)
but my mind, it seems…
it never wants to be here
never wants to stay here
the background image never
never set quite right
in perfectly calm sounds
there’s always a storm
(of) nerves, i’m nervous, never sitting still
it’s my sweat, my anger
mostly my fear
can’t fuck, can’t feel
can’t heal
can’t be
can’t focus
can’t run away
can’t sleep
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