circle around my heavy head while I
throw wrenches into sleep cycles
searching for a sip of wine.
I'm thinking of raw beets again,
how they are red like the human heart.
Bitter taste for bitter thoughts
of how she is better than me,
how I am not fully one without another
I sound like a lunatic laughing
at the moon,
but I'm walking on crooked cobblestones
and need a level plane
to rest my tired feet.
required for a lesson.
Help me build my lego tower,
but I will choose the color.
If only I could close my eyes
while my thoughts swarm around
flickering light bulbs.
Don't trap them in a jar,
turn off the light.