4:00 AM

This is a nightmare 

Terrors and cold sweats paralysis 

Making the panting breathless

Gut feelings and 

Sinking ships

I’m bland spaghetti 

Mixed and scrambled – untie me

 Building knots  in my spine 

With the weight of these trays

Muffled, muddled, mussle with 


When your favorite pillow 

Breaks your neck

Asking the clock to tick faster 

Get this over with

Slower I

Need more

Time I

Can’t move with the pull of all these strings 


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