Through the lost and the found

I don’t sleep
thoughts weigh more on me
than the haunting in dreams
lost
caught in haze
flameless heat, a silent blaze
tongue in my ear
thoughts, like emotion, meandering
through thickets, thickets
thoughts like binding agents
filament, filament, constrict
not a foot laid in confidence
found
in a prison
insomniac nightmare, sitting wryly
plucking at my hair