insom.

the clock is the loudest thing in the room
tock tick tock tick
the second hand is the enemy

the A/C unit is next, but i like it more
air is steady streaming like steady breathing
but steady dreaming is never found

my eyelids are also too loud
unevenly heavy, left over right
sink over swim
rise over run

half past three, half past four
a quarter after five
nights made up of timestamps
and tight chests

no good night is good

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