Get out of my insomnia.
My night was just for rent.
Can’t stand the buzz (oh sorry me!)
Of choking thoughts. Just can’t.

My heart be your hotel for good;
And smoking is allowed!
Stay on the boiling coffee hood
Each morning. Then get out.

I’ll build you palaces of rhymes!
Just begging in despair:
Stay out of my insomnia.
I do not love you there.

September 2017