Insomniac

 

The floorboards above

Crack like rheumatic bones

Late at night

The house groans

And wind whispers

Through the open windows

 

The curtains open

The lights out

The darkness presses

Against the window

A streetlight drops

White light on the path

 

I can see a pale moon

Crawling through the trees

A cat sashays

Beneath the porch opposite

It stops and turns its eyes

In my direction

 

My head is full of mathematics

Useless facts and spelling

A tune from yesteryear

A question I can’t answer

But poke at like a tongue

on a broken tooth

 

my eyes close

my head buzzes

the jumble and the jangle

my eyes open

it is somewhere past midnight

and sleep is hiding in the dark