sleepless 3 of 4

to my bed
to my sleep
to my slumber
that eludes me

my frustration
has returned and
grows with every minute
i toss or turn or read
to hopefully bring it on

the sheep
have been corralled
and no longer make calls

i have turned
to other help
night after night after night

while the sleep
comes in fits
the rest never arrives
i wake to the
mind-splitting glare
that creeps through curtains

here’s where
my desperation
really shows through
where the chinks
in my armor
start to rust and chip away
i expose my reality to the world

glb /// “sleepless 3”
originally published 04/05/2006