Tethering (Insomniac Manifesto I)

The world has collapsed from exhaustion

And gone to sleep.

The only thing tethering everything together

Is a far-off reverberation.

A grumbling howl in the middle of this once

Breathing night.

It's a little bit more distant now.

And I'm writing lines

In the bathroom at 4:1 5

Hoping that this will mean something someday.

At least you're listening.
At least, I think you're listening.

Maybe no one's listening now.

No one can listen:

The world collapsed from exhaustion.

Everything lost its hearing

From the once shrieking echo,

The movement of a Friday night in the city.

And maybe if I wait long enough,

I will see the sun.

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