day 3427

day 3427

from my bed, I look

at the sunlit window and

know it’s time to go

day 3419/day 3420

day 3420

trying to decide:

do events have meaning and

should I persevere?

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day 3419
I’m lying in bed,
awake, eyes closed, listening
to the wind outside

day 3417

day 3417

for a few nights now,

falling asleep to the sound

of the falling rain

day 3404

day 3404

I tossed, turned, trying

to find a way I could sleep

with a stuffed-up head

day 3035/day 3036

Day 3036
I’ve started seeing
sleep as another waking,
just different rules

– – – –
Day 3035
the snow-swept asphalt
resembled a minute land
of snow, ice, tundra

Day 2567

Day 2567

as I tried to sleep,

heard a small ‘thup’ beside me –

looked, saw a dried leaf

Day 2451

Day 2451

in my basement space,

I can hear the rain outside,

and hope to find sleep

Day 2417

Day 2417

went to bed at twelve,

was up before five a.m.:

my schedule’s off-track

day 2280a/b

day 2280a

the pillow and noises

were all strange to me, hence sleep

wasn’t too restful

day 2280b

I’ve been reading words

from a time past, where suitors

wowed with their missives

day 2252

day 2252

as we went to bed

“Leave the blind open, I want

to see the snowstorm.”