4:10am AND SLEEPLESS

Who

Out there

Shares

This time

With me?

 

4:10am

In the black

Suspension

Where counts

My heart.

 

Peopled by

Surging shards

Of troubling voices,

Agitating this 

Indignant me.

 

She, sleeping 

As I, driven 

And pestered by an 

Inconvenience 

Of frowning memory. 

 

Pinched by failure 

By duties missed, 

My mouth protesting 

Wordlessly. 

Why, silly me. 

 

Am I waltzing alone, 

Tumbling, trapezing 

Along Space and Time? 

Lord, grant me 

Resolution by 5:10am

 

 

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