The drip drip plop of the tap
keeps metronomic time
to rhythmic sleep deprivation

The tock tick of the LED clock
counts down the lost
hours in slow seconds

The hum of the street light
thrusts eye and ear to attention
spotlighting consciousness

Slowly freshly won delayed slumber
comes and meets penetrating
buzz-buzzing stinging too soon

Signalling the end
of another nights
potential
renewal
lost
in an
abyss
of the
over
active
mind

SC Stuckey is a Canadian enjoying the Los Angeles sun who passionately loves her home country, her husband, and her rock-star cats.