Insomnia

I close my eyes,

Breathe from my ragged lungs,

deeply,

cooking up a sense of serenity.

My mind is a muddle,

in the morning at 2:30.

 

My ears ringing in the silence of this room,

are far louder,

than the the sky above my ceiling,

tearing up,for another airplane,

full of insomniac women and men,

who have somewhere important to be,

rather than their warm beds.

 

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