Dance
in rain,
France and Spain,
insane colors,
lovers who blame their other lives, disguise.

I pace hallways, racing my wall shadow.
Another pill
I cannot
swallow
whole.

Hats
and trains,
masks and planes,
inane covers
for lovers with no shame in their wild eyes.

While I'm wide awake all night, tally off sheep,
sleep? No, I don't
get that and
it shows
now.