I can't Sleep

I can't sleep

and as I lie here

tucked between the sheets

hearing the passing ticks and tocks

of time and night, waning

like a man stranded

in an ocean riddled with

thoughts of black and

blue eyed dreams

I let myself

sink

in the waves.

But I can't go to shore-

I'm still

teeth clenched on pen;

paper in hand

restlessly shuffling

words that roll out of my tongue.

Desperate to put life

to describe moments

when my mind

lingers far.

When the smell of rain on crooked pavement,

And bustling noises of city streets

Fade...

And my soul is far away,

with you.

- Francis Arevalo