permutation

it’s 4:27

and sleep is a fugitive

with one arm and

a maddening sense of innocence.

I lie awake-

for any reason

picked from the air.

her.

Stuck in my mind like

that song someone mentioned in passing

and not leaving a moment sooner.

How quickly,

hastily

she has done this to me.

Thoughts of

the softness of her hair

and the sound of her laugh-

and the innocence of her voice

and the conviction of her tale;

they are waking me from slumber

as they permeate my dream.

she-

the known and the unknown

a variable I need to solve for

but

I am still trying to break down the equation-

even though I’ve known for a while now

I’m solving for y.

y(me)

y/now

y[this]

y=her