weaving in and out of thoughts
I catch a glimpse of something small
i focus my attention there
although i couldn't tell you where
or what, exactly, that it is
that's got my brain all in a tizz
it's loud
but doesn't make a sound
and bright
although it's got no light
is it something serious?
or something more mysterious?
it's in me but I do not know
what's really going on below
the surface of my consciousness
it feels like it is bottomless
awake is where it's keeping me
asleep is where I want to be