I tried and tried to make it fit within
the sonnet’s form. But the words resisted,
and the thoughts rebelled, and the energy
contained inside the thoughts, inside the words
sprung forth and said, “Hell no!”
So here’s the simple truth: When we’re apart
I cannot sleep. For days on end I’m just
a wreck. Dark rings surround my eyes. Edgi-
ness. A suffix added to an adjective
to make it a noun, a name that describes
and defines a state of being. My state
of being. A man can die from sleep de-
privation. But you know that already.
Please let’s not pass another sleepless night.