Often in the night
you can’t let go of the day. It is not a problem, or concern,

mainly it is the way you think instead of dream.

You plan, you scheme.

                                           You fit words
                                           into the spaces.

It is not uncommon, each night and often, to stare and search
for comfort in thoughts that should be dreams.

You can’t let go of the day.           You simply don’t know

what to say to each circumstance that has, then, become a concern.

Often.    Then is no moral or resolution to take hold of,
but you cannot let go.

All that you know, ashamed of emotions, the mendacity of the mind
seeking substance instead of sleep.

It is power when we feel weak.

© 2023 j.g. lewis