Sleepless SunA Poem by YouoweYoupayScratch That. Rewind.
The glossy screen It reflects the dusk that falls like velvet curtains Around my bedroom windows The smoothly engraved buttons Will never change into elsewhat The soft white light Will keep on fading In and out...
I will not peek again. There will be nothing new. I turn to my right The pain on my left is a warning About an upcoming crick in the neck I shift away I will not turn around towards the soft fading light.
When I see you I should look upset Because you're smarter than To be tormented with such emotions like-- I should limply drown Into your strong arched arms And tell you the truth. Whisper my weakness.
No. Scratch that. Rewind.
When will I see you? Hold it together. He's not at war. Patience. Virtue. I can't even form valid sentences. Because you visit my thoughts too often.
When I see you. I should seem formal. As if I haven't been deprived of sleep and commonsense. I should look strong and charming. Like I haven't been needing-- Like I haven't screamed into pillows. And tossed them across the room.
My eyelids are slowly giving in like drowsy sea tides leisurly waving the sunset Farewell.
When I see you... I will bake strawberry-potatoe pies I will ride a goat and race a truck.
I've been thinking too much about you, Now twigs of my sanity are shuffling And my map of words Is split and fractured.
I shift more comfortably On the bumpy matress, And my eyes are drawn to the soft flashing light -again- and smoothly engraved buttons, and the clean glossy black screen.
but...I still wait © 2012 YouoweYoupayAuthor's Note
Reviews
|
StatsAuthorYouoweYoupayAmman, ..., JordanAbout"The Universe is made of stories, not of atoms." ~Muriel Rukeyser "There is no one more rebellious or attractive than a person lost in a book." “He allowed himself to be swayed by his con.. more..Writing
Related WritingPeople who liked this story also liked..
|