I can barely hold my eyes open.
I’ve neglected sleep too often lately.
Stay awake to imagine things.
Pleasant…and some not so.
The light stains my eyes.
It’s hard to see.
The dark is so so deep.
I’ve been trusting the coincidences.
Just let it go.
Try not to get caught up in some words.
Or some moments.
Or anything that has already gone by.
Being present is hard.
It’s easy to long for the past.
Or to hope for days coming.
But now… right now… is a hard moment.
It’s hard to watch clocks.
Its hard to bear silence.
It’s hard to stay put.
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