9.12.18

Sleepless still,

Not much has changed since my girlhood:

Late nights and longer sleeps

That drag well into the next day.

Lunch is breakfast,

Dinner is lunch.

Rush hour is 2AM,

The hustle and bustle happening in my brain

As I scramble about the house,

Writing stanzas and washing dishes.

Bothering the boys in the basement.

Up at night, pacing and pondering;

Not much has changed since my girlhood,

Sleepless still.