insomnia

I woke up at 4am yesterday and couldn’t get back to sleep. I thought of this poem, which I’d written in the wee hours of some other sleepless night long ago.

insomnia
soar?
sit
sog.   sadness.   silly.
sickness
suffering
silence

soft….
centered….
section sofa.

so.   sow.    sew.
reap.   weep.   sleep.
ah, sleep.  that which eludes me.
? ludes ?  not an option

sucotash.  sassafrass.
marvelous marmalade in the grass.
moonshine.  sunshine.  burns if
you get too much.  every time.
every time.

EEK!  spider!  smashed it.
the end.

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One Response to insomnia

  1. sandy says:

    Mindy, this is just gorgeous…

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