heartbreak insomnia

RulesGuidelinesIambicPentameterEmpty out my soulMind crammed with blurry wordsCan’t figure out where to startPlugged up with opaque emotionsMy heart feels like a waterfall, dammed “Sit down at a typewriter and bleed”Ernest Hemingway said to meHe made it sound so easy“There’s nothing to writing”Void my arteries“Edit sober”Nerve wracking“Write drunk”Can’t “Breathe”She sings“2a.m.And I’m still a-wake writing a song;If…

Another Quadrille

InsomniDate Night terror wakes me up hypedGuess I’ll get out of bed and write3am, type type typeWill I ever sleep tonight? Dating app, swipe swipe swipeMaybe I’ll find Mister Right?Cute guy wants to meet on SkypeThis upcoming Wednesday night Written for Quadrille #157: What’s Your Type? by dVerse (take 2): write a poem in exactly…