Darkly, completely entombed
another bout with unreleasing sleeplessness.
Having to restart the game of explaining myself to myself
futile hopes and wishes adding their interventions
obstinate envisaged sheep refusing to jump the subconscious stiles
but timely comforting paned rain music comes to my aid
begins encouraging a send-off
with its pitter-pattering lullaby
the slowly spiralling descent into
unknown longitudes and latitudes commences
the fight with insomnia is slowly, slowly
loosing, its continuance.