I thought
about
writing
a cinquain
Of a half-dozen couplets
In iambic pentameter
But
the hour
passed
eleven.
I took 1 milligram of melatonin
With eight ounces of water,
And my mind now works in
mo・no・syl・lab・ic
thoughts.
Good
night.
Tag: sleep
Insomnia
Darkness dances
in my eyes
attempting to rest
the mind
but thoughts
invade
persist
forbid
bedtime repose
Nightly
hours
of sleepless stress
Is everything ready
for
tomorrow?
What if
I’m not ready?
Will I lose
control?
…count backwards
one hundred
ninety nine
ninety eight
ninety seven…
12:17
Did I make
my car
payment?
What if
I didn’t?
Will it
ruin
my credit?
…count backwards
one hundred
ninety nine
ninety eight…
2:47
What did she
mean
by that?
Am I
wrong?
Did she tell
others?
…count
…back wards
one hundred
ninety nine…
4:06
Why
am I awake
again?
What’s on
TV?
channel 599
click
channel 598
click
channel 597
click…
