Insomnia

Purple Eagle
Fly me high
Crashing insomniac- my
My withered eagle in the sky

Jelly Dome huts
Is that me?
My purple Eagle does no longer see
Crashing insomniac-Me

Lilly daze
You see my gaze
Are you real today?
Too much silence, turn it down
Sip it all up and settle down

No one hears the purple tears
See
Jelly Dome Eagle still has fears.
Could it be you’ve parted now
Plump my pillow
Take a bow.

By Christalla Marshal-Nichols