insomnia

very aware of my right hip
the pulse of my heart in my ankle.
too much pressure on my ear
pressing down my left elbow.
my foot is cold
my left calf is sweating.
the fan is too loud.
silence is scary.
repetitions of songs I shoo away,
imaginations of notes on brown paper?
3:30...
some crop circle in England
was shaped like an eagle.
unwanted adrenaline because
even a cynic saw that the
radio was on, askance.
I search for cricket sounds
and the shades make white flowers
on the brick.