Rest Assured

From the Bay Flavor Poetry Series

Where I Borrowed Image From

Up at 2am, but it feels more like three;

Will timespace correct itself? We’ll have to wait and see.

Only time will tell all of its dirty lies;

Will I find peace and finally get some shut eye(s)?

Tossing & turning, will I be up all night?

I think to myself: is there an end in sight?

Thinking out loud while I count endless sheep,

Wi…