To My Ex

Insomnia

In midst of dreams and rest, I lie awake.

Tossing, turning, flipping, craving, begging

To shut my tired eyes and sleep for life's sake --

But this fluttering heart remains unsettling.

The room mocks with new peculiarities:

Darkness envelopes me in bright colors;

SIlence teases me with cute melodies;

Cool air drowns me in cirtrus odors.

Running, swimming, cycling -- a triathlon --

Starring you, insted, fill my restless mind.

I clutch replacement pillows of saffron

While potent medication, none can find.

Insonmia -- I am beyond curable;

All because you are too adorable.

(July 20, 2018)