I-N-S-O-M-N-I-A Poem by Keith Dovoric

I-N-S-O-M-N-I-A

Rating: 4.0


The sky outside is beginning to brighten
But Asteria hasn't released her hold yet
Grabbing and devouring, your nightly Titan
And you'd kill for a dream that you could forget

No rapid-eye movement
No slow-wave state
No armor or shield from the night
The station is buzzing
The sleep train is late
In your crowded head, passengers fight

‘Cause there's no dreaming tonight

At the end of the day, you're a penny wiser
Tho none much stronger for your pain
You fought back the dogs and stepped thru the fire
With the promise of rest ingrained in your brain

No rapid-eye movement
No slow-wave state
No armor or shield from the night
The station is buzzing
But the train is late
In your crowded head, the voices fight

Where there's no dreaming tonight

No dreaming tonight --
Nobody can rest around here
No sleep mask to fight the vertical blinds
No nocturnal siren to entrance the ear

The sky outside is beginning to brighten
But insomnia hasn't let up its hold yet --

Guess there's no dreaming tonight.

POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
I've always been victimized by this condition and haven't enjoyed a totally uninterrupted night's rest in years. It was fun to research different sleeping-terminology, however.
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