I was trying to sleep. Common

Sense says to shut the lights, 

Turn off your eyes, disengage. 

Or is it turn off the lights

and shurt your eyes? I never

Remember.

Instead the lights flickered. 

My eyes danced around the 

illuminated ceiling whimsically. 

Two white snakes slithered around 

my face and foun their way

to the drums that signal to me

a Feeling. 

I lied on my bed. I loved it.

I hugged a lavender pillow

I loved the smell of the detergent as I breathed it in like smoke. 

There's a bump beside the rapid fan 

My eyes swooned

They were still.

I finally fell asleep.