Saturday, January 4, 2014

I can't get to


stillness ascends while I
descend into restlessness
darkness slips into darkness
I cannot get away
I croon I cry I rock myself
I count time
lonelier hours I have never spent
than watching the promise of you slip away
a false reckoning
I'm spent
awake as we separate
like ripples on a black shore
restless
restless
darkness
slips into darkness
drifting
you slip away
into another yesterday
you slip
you
you
you



On insomnia. In homage to Reckoner, by Radiohead, and to be read with it.