[today]Jul 28th, 2006 12:56:59 am - Subscribe

like
a toy sailboat
in an ocean storm,
I turn
and I toss
upon currents
of half- formed thoughts

yet again,
I succeed
in making myself
sick
so here I lie,
awake
long into the night.

insomnia
snaps its fingers loudly
before my
closing eyes

wide awake,
I wish only
that I could lie
beside you
as these long hours
crawl past.

[I am]probably going to throw up.
[inspiration]ugh.