sleepless in sleeplessness

 

insomnia is like little crack on a glass
water slips from it
but you have refused to replaced it
your arrangement skills are dull
you are mopping moping mess

you are not doing anything
you are just doing
it’s like a flash of bright bulbs burning your switch

water is nice, even from the chipped glass
even for a chipped mug
it’s nice to know that you are sanitized from it
but…slowly….you wonder, ‘Shall I scream out an anecdote or just daydream of skies and warm waters that make comfortable sleep.’ 

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