i wish i was sleeping
but my body
must be afraid to sleep
for as long as it seems
to desire
i go off to bed
earlier in the night
the night darkens
earlier in the day
the day begins
earlier in the night
my sadness
is confused
laying down feels better
than standing up
to light
where has the light
gone
anyway
quiet makes me sleepy
noises
make me long for quiet
maybe quiet
is the looking for
looking for
the darkness
hearing all its whispers
sleep
sleep
sleep
sleep