Insomniac

In some dreams, nothing happens, but I feel the buzz of dots

night time wanders, and I’m still. Stumbling over creases in the linen,

silently listening (to my inner monologue arguing with itself).

“Oh shut up,” I thought, to the thoughts in my head, as if they ought turn off.

Minds don’t have a switch, and when mine has an itch

nothing happens, and I wonder

if I lie still, still enough to feel the world spin

am I going to be this wide awake

come morning, and still, I keep thinking, eyelids blinking…

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