Brittle bones ache
Against plush fabric
Tossing, turning, yearning
All hours of the night
A moan, a groan, a snore
Talking into still air
Pupils flurry back and forth
Searching for imagery never to be seen
Beyond the confines of eyelids
Brittle bones always ache
Against that cloudy mattress
Mar 3, 2025
Mar 3, 2025 at 9:56 AM UTC
Brittle bones ache
Against plush fabric
Tossing, turning, yearning
All hours of the night
A moan, a groan, a snore
Talking into still air
Pupils flurry back and forth
Searching for imagery never to be seen
Beyond the confines of eyelids
Brittle bones always ache
Against that cloudy mattress
Sleeping is hard for me.