Insomnia





Too brief to be called
A song, yet so distinctive:
What bird can it be?

Shapes of furniture
Emerge, one limb at a time
From the dark's deep sea

Another squirrel caught!
Rattle it! Rattle the trap!
The walnut's all yours

Windows un-Windexed
Sheets not laundered, itchy crotch
I've myself to blame

One gray becomes two
Blue above, olive below
The day's new Rothko

Unexpectedly
I got some sleep between six
And what is it now
Tom Disch




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