Wondering.
What makes someone happy, I wonder
(And I wonder...)
On days like this
Being tired is a luxury
I can ill afford
The price for peace of mind
The delving into and clearing of
My conscience
Is scarier than any monster
That lurks in my closet
Or under (in?) my bed
There is no light switch inside
My eyes start to linger as I blink
(And I wonder...)
A pre-sleep relaxation
The melting of my muscles
Catches on like brush fire
Everywhere that doesn’t matter
Leaving me still
And staring
At the inside of my eyelids
(And wonder)
(And I wonder...)
On days like this
Being tired is a luxury
I can ill afford
The price for peace of mind
The delving into and clearing of
My conscience
Is scarier than any monster
That lurks in my closet
Or under (in?) my bed
There is no light switch inside
My eyes start to linger as I blink
(And I wonder...)
A pre-sleep relaxation
The melting of my muscles
Catches on like brush fire
Everywhere that doesn’t matter
Leaving me still
And staring
At the inside of my eyelids
(And wonder)
© Katelyn
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