Monday, July 13, 2026

Insomnia




 



I'm having trouble sleeping 

although remember now

earlier a shade of green

was different somehow.


Like your eyes their lids half closed

the smile graceful and arched

like the sea green off the coast

when we were there in March.


In 85 I think it was or earlier this eve

I may have slipped awhile off then

and been beyond these sheets


mixed up with the blush of sky

your lips and subtle glow

I'm having trouble sleeping

but must have slept


you know?


They say till death but then again

there is no linen pall

just dreams go on from dawn

to dusk


then night no sleep at all.




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