day 245 || insomnia again

almost 2:00a.m.

strange song caught in my head — an endless loop of foreign words circling like ravens

but these have no real purpose, becoming phrases without meaning, mere soundings

luckily organized material for later, when I am wide awake and coherent. now i feel almost dizzy with lack of sleep, but at least i gained three photographs (mad as Magritte paintings) charcoal/sepian tones

if my hands and eyes were under better control painting could be an option—but dont want to risk misaligning a background element and throwing the design into chaos

its a limbo, caught between sleep and full awareness—drifting on the surface of the gulf: eyes to the night sky, back to the deep brown darkness of water beneath,

or suspended inside an open mouth, waiting to be swallowed whole, resting on the tongue like a wafer