#76 of 365 – “insomnia”



I ate crackers last night

and walked the floors

looked out of the windows

and checked all the doors


made sure there was no where

for morning to creep

as she stalked me all night

and scared off my sleep


I shuffled from room to room

in search of asylum

trying to avert her secret weapon

of my own mental maelstrom


but there was no place to hide from her

no place to rest

she beat me

and I sat with my crackers, depressed



About Blackbird

Poet, sculptor, jewelry maker, writer, spouse, parent, crazy person - not necessarily in that order.
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