Sometimes late at night
the brain comes undone.
Sleep won't come.
Thoughts race.
Convoluted images of dreams, memory, imagination, hopes and terrors, curiosities and dreads all collide
into
soup
inside my head.
I wish I could just peel back the top of my skull
and dump the junk
out.
1 comment:
I can so relate to this... I've had an awful sudden onset of insomnia the last 2 nights! It's so strange!
Anyway, beautifully written.
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