tired, overslept eyes
wake to an unknown sunday afternoon
last night felt like warm wind
and these sheets are too sweaty, now
he'll fall out of bed first
always more chipper than i can be
i wait for minutes to melt by
then unwillingly cover myself in water
its time to wake up, after all

wishful lack-of-sleep

i swear a night will sneak upon me, one day
when my head hits the pillow before midnight i'll fall asleep. fast.
there won't be long, l o n g hours passing while i drive myself crazy.
my mind won't be over actively mulling over every aspect of life.
i'll just...sleep. dream. and sleep some more.
since i'm still owl eyes, i'll count my blessings instead of sheep.
number one on the list tonight..
at least the reason i can't sleep tonight is because of butterflies.