Echo of Silence : Sleeples

I sleep a lot lately.

No, that’s not exactly true.

Actually, I toss and turn
in my bed like a dog
fretting a blanket,
each moment of stillness
leading to thoughts
that poke me awake
like a hard thumb
to the ribs.

Eventually, my body,
frantic for rest, will
overpower my weary mind
for a few restless hours
until the still dark
morning drags me
out by the hair to
begin it all again.