3 AM
Can’t sleep
Thoughts fly like the contents of my morning shake when I neglect to put the top on the Osterizer due to lack of shut eye
I digress
Flying thoughts gnaw like my dog at her paw where a noxious lump has sprung
I digress
Thoughts fly someone dying (not I) denying as if …
it’ll all be better in the morning
mourning
I digress
Thoughts fly a dream (not mine) Someone appears planting a goodbye kiss “see you later” he coos as he woos
is it death? I ask
I digress
Thoughts fly gravity intervenes (it always does)
I am awake.