raison d'être

Has it ever happened that
you were just too tired
to sleep?

Too tired as in so
MUCH to
think and do over
and re-think.

Piles of noodles replacing brain and
a heavy almost stinging in eyes
and ears are
hearing too
while you
lay
like a real boy
and wish you were wooden
so your arms
would stop moving
and eyelids would
stay
shut.

At first an empty vastness of dark
and
then a line emerges there,
another and more with different shades
and dimensions.

Seeing what you don't
when your eyes
are shut.