The drip drip plop of the tap
keeps metronomic time
to rhythmic sleep deprivation
The tock tick of the LED clock
counts down the lost
hours in slow seconds
The hum of the street light
thrusts eye and ear to attention
spotlighting consciousness
Slowly freshly won delayed slumber
comes and meets penetrating
buzz-buzzing stinging too soon
Signalling the end
of another nights
potential
renewal
lost
in an
abyss
of the
over
active
mind
SC Stuckey is a Canadian enjoying the Los Angeles sun who passionately loves her home country, her husband, and her rock-star cats.