Forgetfulness

I lay in bed trying to sleep
Everything around me is calm and peaceful
Ideas cross my mind
Like cars on a highway
Going as fast as shooting stars go
So fast that they are hard to interpret
Or maybe because there are a lot of them
But nonetheless, they are too hard to ignore
And every once in a while
I catch a glimpse of one
A slow moving one
I feel so lucky to catch it in flight
But then again not so lucky
Because only the burdened ones
Are the ones that move slowly
And suddenly it’s not calm and peaceful anymore
And I sure don’t feel lucky either
Many twists and turns follow
Restlessness
Sadness
Anger
Disappointment
I continue to tumble in bed
Perhaps in a lame attempt
To shake these ideas off of me
Many twists and turns follow
Many twists and turns follow
Restlessness
Sadness
Anger
Disappointment
Forgetfulness
Forgetfulness
Sleep


BG