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insomniac

slick sheets cling like a shroud

full moon bruised sky

ceaseless thoughts fling sharp nails

tick tick ticking clock never stops never stops

its 2am tick tick tick

one bead of sweat crawls down my spine

i long for those pulses of exhaustion

those gloved hands wrapped around my throat

to sleep sweet dreams and stick for a brief eternity

ceaseless thoughts fling sharp nails

tick tick ticking clock never stops never stops

its 3am tick tick

lactic acid winds through my itchy limbs

my mistakes loom large in my mind, needling

pillows flipped tick tick tick

pillows flipped tick tick tick

naked i cry out for sweet sleep sweet dreams

clocks tick moon passes beyond a cloud

tick tick ticking clock never stops never stops

its 4am tick tick tick

gestures haunt me long black hair

ice white ghouls lick at my twitching hands

no one to witness my descent into unconsciousness

i instead descend into madness

head aches gates closed

faces in the shadows

teeth bared shining light

swinging bulb

tick tick ticking clock never stops never stops

its 5am tick tick tick

sheets kicked off dawn kicks in

purple peach pink and blue

the world rolls on another day

water drip drip drips from the tap

juggernauts roar into life

i watch another sunrise

purple peach pink and blue

i watch another sunrise

tick tick ticking clock never stops never stops

its 6am tick tick tick

only now the day has begun

does my mind allow the tendrils of rest

to caress my weary frame

heavy gravel eyes block out the endless roar

the clock stops ticking

the water stops dripping

my mind turns off

its 7am

i close my eyes and begin again

 

◄ a visit to the aquarium

i no longer feel like god is watching over me ►

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Stu Buck

Thu 11th Aug 2016 16:56

thanks both. im glad the repetition and rhythm worked out as its not really my forte.

they dont make you sound like a jerk elP, infact hearing that the writing is real makes me happier than just hearing that someone enjoyed it. id take unsettled immersion over scratch the surface entertainment any day. theres far too much greyscale rubbish around that just wants to be liked. thats not what poetry is about (in my opinion), its about being challenged, creeped out and unsettled.

elPintor

Thu 11th Aug 2016 15:47

Hope that comment doesn't make me seem like a jerk..the writing just seems so real.

elPintor

Thu 11th Aug 2016 00:49



Hey Stu,

This one's a little too close to reality for me to "like", though I can certainly relate very well..I kept waiting for the alarm to go off.

It seems like I get my best sleep in that hour or so before that damn noise goes off that fits in such surreality with my dreams sometimes. I needed sleep so badly once that I dreamed that I was a basketball player and the buzzer was someone making a couple of points..I turned the alarm off and went back to sleep.

Weekends are great.

elP

ps
btw, the repetition of phrasing works very well

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Martin Elder

Wed 10th Aug 2016 22:29

Fab this one Stu, I love the pace and rhythm with it. It almost reminds me of an old black and white film where the ticking not only gets faster but more incessant.

teeth bared shining light

swinging bulb

Love it

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