We Fight Sleep

We fight sleep. I do.

Yeah, I try and be responsible, keeping my immunity so every time I go to sleep I motivate myself to leave my mind blank.

You know what it’s like. Brain keeps running. Day before, day to come, friends, interests, interesting friends, ideas, inventions. Belated intentions to do something differently the next day, whether the plan is illogical, or possible

I don’t need sleep to dream. I dream during the day. Everything I do I do, so soon I will move to another scene between now and later, transfer these skills, be qualified, degree at my side, resume sundried, no more of my faults, no need for Adderall or amphetamine salts. I dream of the future, I dream of today, I dream about people, music, dancing, so many things rushing through my head pictures sounds ideas

I don’t have anywhere to write it down… not at night, head on a pillow.

While Im running, driving, dreams surround me, sometimes when I should be listening too, Im sorry: Dreams are life, life is dreams.

So I fight sleep.

There’s too much life to live. So I use Every minute, hour, moment, for purpose.

Unless my days are broken, they shatter forth with constant construction, shards of memories reassemble and resemble a situation, a window of familiarity to see the therapeutic clarity of my personal tv station,

my meditation makes clear the proper reaction

action acts on action, axon to axon in my cerebellum, asking each other

“this seems familiar, have we been here before?”

déjà vu true to the transfer, previous disaster plasters proficiencies on the deficiencies I’m after, an actor in my day dreams, week dreams, month dreams, life dreams, all teams plan scrimmages using images of

primitive politics passing a monument after the top of it goes outta focus I sleep til we

make it to the next destination I have to trick myself into surrender.

So, yes, I fight sleep. And I think you do too.

We’ve all been doing it longer than we can remember. How many babies do you know that can go to sleep right away, without fighting it?

Nothing’s changed.

I’m gonna fall asleep someday, we all do. But until then, I’ve got more than enough dreams to get me through the night.