Thoughts swirling and lights
blurring. Monsters in the dark.
Unanswerable questions about
futile things. Aching bones,
aching head, aching heart. Why
can’t I sleep? Life drains and
exhaustion sets in. Thoughts
turn to soft dreams and gentle
nights. A flash. A thought.
The brain ticks again like a fob
watch that refuses to run out
of steam. Drooping eyes turn
to balls of hot light. A cycle.
Tomorrow will be hell.
Moving will hurt. Thinking
will hurt. But for now I am
the sun; florescent and bright
for an eternity. Locked in a
constant forwards motion.