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SLEEPLESS IN LITTLE ROCK

Writer: Paulette MehtaPaulette Mehta

Updated: Jul 4, 2024

Sleepless, 2:00 AM, my feet burning,

craving ice, massage, attention, caring,

while the city sleeps

and all is dark.

 

Sleepless, 3:00 AM, waiting for sleep,

reading random pages from random books

on random kindle, with random thoughts

racing through my head.

 

Sleepless, 4:00 AM, still waiting,

hearing Jay snore, floors creek, faucets drip,

air moving and dogs

howling at the moon.

 

Sleepless, 5:00 AM, still up, trying to steal

a few hours knowing soon

all chance for sleep

will pass me by.

 

Sleepless, 6:00 AM, wondering why

sleep has gone, wondering

what I did wrong, wondering

how to get it back.

 

Wondering if my sleep center in the brain

 has atrophied, wondering if depression

has come again to visit, wondering if

I will ever sleep again.

4 commentaires


Nigel Smith
Nigel Smith
04 juil. 2024

Yes! the clinch for me is the last few words, inevitably, the monsters come to whisper in your ear, seeding their dark thoughts in to my mind, to feed their twisted 'Plaything'.

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Alison Blevins
Alison Blevins
26 juin 2024

Heart felt, well executed

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Martin Pickard
Martin Pickard
25 juin 2024

A nicely constructed poem. I love the Random verse. Welcome to the Wall

Modifié
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Stephen Kingsnorth
Stephen Kingsnorth
24 juin 2024

Heartfelt, not helped much by knowing this is our common shared affliction. But at least we can express our frustration, and get our own back through words!

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