Losing Sleep
I must have dreamt of a song Woke with a poem on my lips It didn’t stay very long Leaving behind an acid sickness
And all I can think of is yesterday, Blinded by flashes of tomorrow Well I don’t like looking much anyway I’ll take whatever I can borrow
Maybe it’s just the way I feel right now Leaking into my memories I’m losing words and I don’t know how But I hope I remember these
There’s not much more I can do But promise not to sing And stay awake with you Whatever the morning will bring
G.K. November 22, 2016