tired.
lack of sleep
induced, perhaps.
questions,
a distinct lack of answers
unnerving, for these
I wish reasons.
unsure of things
considered axioms before.
this is such
that is thus
form the foundation
which now threatens to shake
and rupture.
am I able
to trust myself?
who am I
(relative to myself)?
where am I
going?
strange it may be,
but I don't think enough.
Not at the right times, that is.
My hindsight is far better
retrospect sharply clear,
I think.
But that's too late.
I am tired
perhaps much will pass
once good sleep overcomes
Or not.
Are these more than ramblings
of an exhausted mind?










