3 AM

3 AM Can’t sleep

Thoughts fly like the contents of my morning shake when I neglect to put the top on the Osterizer due to lack of shut eye

I digress

Flying thoughts gnaw like my dog at her paw where a noxious lump has sprung

I digress

Thoughts fly someone dying (not I) denying as if …

it’ll all be better in the morning


I digress

Thoughts fly a dream (not mine) Someone appears planting a goodbye kiss “see you later” he coos as he woos

is it death? I ask

I digress

Thoughts fly gravity intervenes (it always does)

I am awake.

Posted on September 9, 2011 and filed under Un-Blog Me!.