A restless night

Last night , a restless night  

thoughts churning ,

ruminating edgy thoughts

void of peacefulness

  

Last night , a restless night

tossing and turning with an awakened allusion ,

 the distance traveled circles back 

through introspective doubt ,

metastasis borne of outrospective disquiet

Last night , a restless night

dreaming bulbous snowballs expand in downhill motion ,

the inertia of gravity imbibes truth to truth

leaves a wake like an avalanche of fallen dominoes ,

an unidentifiable shadow of confusion

Last night , a restless night

awakened isolated ,

questioning whence this shadow come forth

questioning what was this shadow once

in the truth of light ?

Last night , a restless night  

metastasizing doubt , 

like unseen malignance

eats from the inside out ,

past premonition  transcends

Last night , a restless night

peace so close yet so far away ,

peace befogged by metastatic unease

leaving an inert dawning shadow of doubt

Last night , a restless night …

© Harlon Rivers ... December 2013