past midnight
should be sleeping
played a game
of solitude
for a moment
made of hours

perhaps i am addicted
to sleeping for
far too long,
or not at all?

perhaps i am fretting
about the things that happen
when i get my glimpse of you
((glimpsing me))?

tied in ribbons of
fright. tied in ropes
of addiction. knotted up
in ropes & ribbons. i have
spent too many hours
made of moments,
playing games
of you.