an insomniac’s list.
a clock that ticks in my ear, mocking.
a bell that echoes down an empty hall.
a mirror that stands propped against a curtain.
a velvet dress that has yet to be worn.
a smile on a face that dreams of silence.
a bird that sings to the almost dawn.
a wind that howls though no one listens.
a tear that falls from an eye, half-open.
and this moon that taps on my window.
or seeking warmth.