November 2010
4 posts
ode to insomnia
I was awake for all the darkness. For all the dreams, the snores, the creaking bed frames.
I was awake for the sleepy shuffles to light switches
I was awake for the clanging of dishes, and cracking of eggs
I was awake for all the alarms, ringing and chirping at dawn.
I was awake for all the shuffling papers and blowdrying hair.
I was awake for the door slammed shut and the engine running.
I am...
shiftingdreams:
Opéra de Nuit / Invitation