Must be some-one
Wakes me pre-dawn
At 3
Mind a maze
Organs ablaze
Quiet cacophony
Stirring the still waters
Must be some-thing
Which must be known or
Revealed to the euphotic zone
Poetry and ghosts arise
And mingle, my solidity heavy
Disruptive to the lucid dream
Must have
Second thoughts
Choruses drone, stuck
So it seems,
telling, reminding
Of lighter times
Than the chasm and coffin can
Offer an anxious creature
Of habit and habitation,
A disheveled dwelling
And the slumber until
The next hour
Or
Finding what I must be
Looking for.
Painting by Edvard Munch - Sleepless Night. Self-Portrait in Inner Turmoil c. 1920- MM.M.00076 - Munch Museum in Public Domain via Wikimedia Commons.
