fall asleep
just fall
asleep
sleep is not death
fall as we all fall from each day’s peak
fall into the morning
fall out of this pre-emptive mourning
for the moment when consciousness breaks
sleep
fall asleep
just fall to your death while dreaming
know
that dreams only seem
digest those dreams
defecate their meaning
pleasure yourself interpretations
just fall the fuck to sleep
fill discontinuous time-gaps
speak theories
say all possible words
till lightning-like
desires flash into tickling touches
that hover over blanket-less backs
exposed
just plead your case to invisible ears
that carefully compile your memories
of striving to see the surrounding darkness
with eyes that touch the lack of light
painful memories
fall into the future
fall these memories
into tomorrow
fall asleep
fall all memories of failing to fall asleep
into waking up
tomorrow
tomorrow depends on falling asleep
having fallen asleep
this is already always tomorrow
sleep
Lonnie Monka is a U.S. native now living in Jerusalem. He loves the finer things in life, like reading & writing, and experimenting in the kitchen. He runs occasional literary events and readings under the name Jerusalism. Feel free to check out his literary musings at www.thereforeforthee.com