blue light breath

I.
blue light dawning on me,
blue light setting

peering through the eyes of a sleepy sun
so drunken with light
say goodnight!
then it's pale blue again in the morning



i am so tired. i don't seem to have an established sleeping pattern as of late.
but what did i expect?

i sort of long for moments when i'm out of breath.
everything is fast and pounding, but also, in a way, peaceful.
all you have to think about is the next breath.

simple.