Insomnia
Wide awake
and fully aware
I am swept up
in the steady fast pace
flow of the midtown
rush hour on 8th Ave.
I wonder,
if I slow down
or stop
will I be carried away
or shoved aside
like the homeless,
the fallen leaves
on the stream of humanity?
Will I be washed up
along the banks
of this meandering river,
waterlogged, submerged,
unseen, side-stepped,
avoided, ignored;
left only to watch
the surge of life
pass
from eddies, pools, alcoves,
niches and side streets?
I wait
on the crowded platform
to board the train
alone
in a throng, I am lost
in an existential nightmare.
I take my seat, look around
the railroad car
and ponder
are we just passengers?
Is this my reality
or is it shared by others?
I close my eyes to nap,
& try to accept
that this is as good
as it gets.
But then ask,
will I always be
on the outside
looking in?
I know Richard Cory
sleeps in peace.
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Comments
An insomnia story nicely put
An insomnia story nicely put on the paper, experienced wide awaken by a poet.
I believe we all have similar insomnias when we come to think about the day we might loose our strengh, depend on others, or even worst, be ignored and set aside.
I would say it is a nightmare...
Nice peace of work