Same dog, different lamp-post

by Michael   Mar 17, 2021

tears roll along
the sills of my eyelids;
squeezed from the
shattered panes of my eyes
fractures of another
sleepless night

it's not that I don’t want to sleep,
but its a long story

I do feel sorry for my dreams
because when they become nightmares
I am not there to wake out of them

but through the night
other matters take its toll

my ears are plagued
with a recurring theme;
a perpetual high-pitched voice
(although speechless)
hurtles through, like the sound
of air pressure

but, what I can't figure,
if it's coming in
or going out,
driving a wedge between
myself and silence

a monotonous monotone
of misery

I blink my eyes
in a crunching fashion
to clear the debris of fatigue,
that teases my vision;
playing tricks with my mind

dabbing the air with
‘now you see me, now you don’t’

meddling in my affairs

I load the barrel of my caffetiere;
like a canon full of gunpowder
one more time

like a detonator;
I press down on the plunger,
and caffeine explodes in a well
of hot water, igniting a fusion of
a temporary arrangement

I have a large
double for the road,
for I know soon,
the sun will begin
knocking the day into shape

and the blackbirds
will crack on with dawn



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  • 8 months ago

    by Em

    Glad to see this on the front page.
    I'm so sorry it's so sorrowful but excellent all the same.. I saw the title and thought it was going to raise a smile, how wrong I was.

  • 8 months ago

    by Michael

    Thank you both :)

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  • 8 months ago

    by Mr. Darcy

    Nice to see you back!

    I can see you brought your wonderful poetry with you. Excuse me while I nestle within your words. Hmm, lovely!

    • 8 months ago

      by Michael

      Thank you Mr. D
      As long as your comfortable... :)

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