Saturday, November 21, 2020
Will you sing me a song?
I cannot sleep. I have tried,
don't take me for a fool
saying words, meaningless and cruel.
Meaning's lost when I close my eyes,
I cry when it gets dark,
and in my tiredness I lust
for life, yet my life in sleep abides.
Do you see my issue?
I say you're time, like the river
of crude lines, I shiver
at the bites I have been given
by Time's teeth, laughter brute
The hours are stretching as a chord,
and I feel like it will snap.
When it does, will the days contract
When the time passes through me
as I fail to pass it by,
sounds of ripping
flesh molesting my eyes
closed and mind alive,
will you hum a lullaby?
Topic(s) of this poem: life and death,sex,sleep,song,time,tired