The Sleepless Night
The Sleepless Night
tick tocking away
The lamp shines in
a sick dimming way
The sleepless night
sways and wanes
on til before dawn
stays and chains
The sleepless night
chains me to a paradigm
of sleepless thoughts
I lay, wondering what
vexes the sleepless night
as I attempt to sleep the
sleepless somber of this
sleepless night.
-Julien Grey
This poem is about:
Me