The time clicks past four.

 

I am not asleep,

just awake enough.

 

And thinking of all

that’s gone before

and gone ahead.

 

Scattered are my thoughts.

 

My head hurts,

but my body will not allow

the balm of sleep.

 

So, I dream in the waking,

knowing that it will not

always be this way.

 

16/11/2016