I Don't Need Sleep

Revisiting a common theme.  Insomnia.

I don’t need sleep,

I just need to lie in bed,

Staring at the ceiling,

Listening to music all night,

Thinking about possibilities,

risks, the past and every person

I’ve ever accidently wronged.

If sleep is for the weak,

Obsessive reconsideration

of the past present and future

is for the concerned, introspective,

overanalyzing, deep thinkers.

I don’t need sleep,

I need a time machine

And a clinical trial on re-dos,

Make-ups and sneak-peaks.

Tonight you will be visited by

Three ghosts says a

haunting regret holding

a fresh pot of coffee:

Ghosts of Insomnia

Past, Present, Future

When the grey light finally

Comes through the window,

Announcing a rainy

Morning will I roll over

Or step out,

Let the rain soak my hair,

My clothes, and remember this

Is what it means to be alive?

I don’t need sleep,

I need nightly reminders

Of the context.