10:59 pm . saviour
so much happens these days
i can hardly discern between
dreams i don't have,
& life being strung
through&through

i couldn't sleep last night
i thought my way right past you
to besot myself with other things;
with circumstances gone awry, left
cold hours before. so caught up in
this single moment, my heart becomes
a snare drum, rat-a-tat rat-a-tat.
switch on the light, switch it off
turn you down & oh, i find myself
regretting it. switch on the light,
rub my eyes, shut them tight,
switch off the light.

nostalgia . uncertainty