INSOMNIA

disparate
dissipated

feeling reeling
fever of the night
sleepless timeless formless
hyperreal and fading
the moments of the mind
under the silent moon

anxiety rumbles like slow thunder in the bones
where will you call home when nowhere feels like a place

exhaustion washes
waves upon the shore
conscious lingers
stubbornly like old moss
broken chimneys

thoughts fall apart before they form
resurrect in patchwork doll animated frenzy
genius strikes
then dives from the cliff to the churning foam and rocks

finally a drift
a blank
momentary
relieving
to the stretched comfort
head down
mind slowed

so I sing wordless
soundless
boundless
mind wandering through vistas unimaginable
drifting to and fro from worry to fantasy
and so it goes
in the strange hours
between night and day