White light
A line which divides
Between here and there
Shoulder bare
Shiver
Slip underneath
The safety of
warm blankets —
Darkness
Then back to
A sea . . .
Free from pain
And stress
Float downstream
To fuzzy lands
Where sunshine
Grows smiles
And hot cocoa —
Flying down
A twisted staircase
To an underground castle
Starfish sparkles with
Magic that brings
Loved ones back . . .
Tears and mumbles
Shiver
Back under the blankets
Refuge from sheep
But never to
See them again
How can we
Recreate the same dream?
Security and no cares. …

My mind doesn’t stop,
But my body can’t move.
What is sleep?
A dream lost in the past —
When moonbeams and stardust
Predicted blissful pictures?

Tick tock.

The clock mocks my agony
As my dogs and husband snore.
They all look so peaceful —
I wonder what they would do if
They were paralyzed by my visions?

Tick tock!

Toil and shift out of desperation.
Like a spoon in a prison cell.
Noir to periwinkle before I can blink —
Anxiety wins once again,
Thief of my peace.

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