dawn aches behind my eyelids
such a yearning for sleep
unsettled thoughts
wrinkle the mind
I can not smooth their
inconsistencies or
carelessly tuck them back
within steadfast dreams
they creak down hallways
a long shadow billowing
in moonlight, hair tossed
as waves crashing, releasing
suspending - I crave
the certainty of silence
this unrest disrupts
the manicured space
where I have painted
tranquility
but I find, if you count
backwards
you can forget sorrow
misplace concerns
gather flesh
to warm
brittle roots
5, 4,
secrets drift behind
an arched wing
3, 2
lightning retreats softly
into dim heartbeats
caramelizing time
as amber light
fades to
black
Sep 12, 2020
Sep 12, 2020 at 4:59 AM UTC
dawn aches behind my eyelids
such a yearning for sleep
unsettled thoughts
wrinkle the mind
I can not smooth their
inconsistencies or
carelessly tuck them back
within steadfast dreams
they creak down hallways
a long shadow billowing
in moonlight, hair tossed
as waves crashing, releasing
suspending - I crave
the certainty of silence
this unrest disrupts
the manicured space
where I have painted
tranquility
but I find, if you count
backwards
you can forget sorrow
misplace concerns
gather flesh
to warm
brittle roots
5, 4,
secrets drift behind
an arched wing
3, 2
lightning retreats softly
into dim heartbeats
caramelizing time
as amber light
fades to
black
Those night games we play to harness sleep
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