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

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