ephialtes*

you can't sleep,

not yet,
no, you can't sleep
yet

mouth open black,
a tar pit yawning
poisonous gas,
petroleum circles
around the eyes,
rainbows swirling
into the retina,
the corners covered
in a coffee cream
glaze

you can't sleep,
not yet

clouds brew black,
the breath smolders
under pillows,
words muffled
by the ambers,
cherry coke secrets
choke-choke-choking on the fumes,
the heart sputters
in exhaustion
as the engine
dreams of a world
of horses

no, you can't sleep
yet

the world is on fire
and you haven't even finished
your reading



* Field painted by Maya Kulenovic. More stuff inspired by her talent and her visions soon to come.