Lying awake in bed
Trying to clear the thoughts running through my head
Or at least
Slow them down
The dog limbs twitch from a dream
A desire to break through and jump into his stream
All these voices at thirty twoÂ
From people I knew
Back at twenty three
A much different me
What if she was to meet me nowÂ
The sound of the snow plow
And the dogs feetÂ
Scraping against the sheet
Tasked to write thisÂ
During my next crisis
Hello
It’s 11:47pm