CXXX.

i'm choosing not to sleep tonight.
eyes burning
as they tear up your apartment
with its glass doors and fake floor
there's no end to this downstroke

i disappear among the laughter
the cameras and the inside jokes
i resurface to an angled space
welcome, open, bloom

reach for                             words

but it falls back into place
into this
a dark pillow and the poetry of alley thoughts
the grimy pool of rest
i'm allergic to sleep
might need to take something for that