Bed Bites

I seek refuge

from the storm that dampens my pillow at night

mustered wits

I close my eyes


My mind wanders

far more than the passing cars

listening to air

biting my lips


The playlist on loop

airplanes n’ jetplanes

vrooms n’ swish



Tiptoeing thoughts

on cracked logic

touching stars

that break


Midnight runs

wide awake

I wish the sun knew me

Mr. Moon forgot


He knew how to keep me

He knew which lights will blink


Please bring back the stars in the sky

I used to know something shined


I don’t want to go back to sleep

Mr. Moon didn’t pay the bills


Last song.

Lights out.



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