Insomnia

in the dead of night

the clock ticks eternal
relentless ever louder

tick tock tick tock

mimicking the dripping tap
thundering in the empty sink

drip drop drip drop

jarring my edged (un)nerves
gnawing at my frayed (in)sanity

eat sleep and be merry

invading my scattered (crazy)dreams
a rigid marching (executing) army

left right left right

a masked firing squad kneeling
steady ready aim fire

…bang

Wax on Handmade paper

Wax on Handmade paper

© Dawn Whitehand

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