Crystal Ignatowski
Insomnia
The moon,
unable to retire,
hangs in the sky
like an empty noose
and I, still awake,
still waking,
wait.
Crystal Ignatowski, thankfully, has overcome insomnia.
The moon,
unable to retire,
hangs in the sky
like an empty noose
and I, still awake,
still waking,
wait.
Crystal Ignatowski, thankfully, has overcome insomnia.