Insomnia

After Mercy’s wine-sweet twelve,

There’s insistent, chain-gang

Routine-carousel one again.

The roads, skies and

Melody-hung rivers

Pour their silver,

Sinful invitations into

My reluctant-to-ignore ears.

The moon and the rainbow,

Still as distant  as they

Ever were.

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One thought on “Insomnia

  1. Chatty Owl says:

    Silver dotted rainbow in the reflection of the moon.. Magical..

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