where is this taking me, this voice in my head.
urging the expulsion of words
forsaking all in the need to continue

how many people will lie near me sleeping
before it is shushed
sleep, they murmur
their voice dulled by sleep

when will they learn i wonder
of the voice that can not be quiet

'are you done?'
'come to bed'
'come closer'

the little voice smiles and draws you away
you will not be shared.