I Do Not Sleep

I toss and I turn

Yet no spot, no pose satisfy

A gentle hum or the complete silence of a hot summer night

It matters little to me

I repress the weather, the heat, the flies

But still

I do not sleep

The promise of a productive day ahead

Amounting creative thoughts

Will all vanish if I’m unable to make my body rest completely

I’ve been here before

Waking up, covered in sweat, half-way strangled in my pillow

But still

I do not sleep

The morning hours draw close

I know why, but I can’t stop

My eyelids are heavy, my body slow and sore, but I think too many thoughts

I lay still

Letting it all sweep over me, letting time pass

But again

I did not sleep