hourly
the fire alarm
screams for
fifteen seconds
that feels
about an hour
in length
especially
when it takes
half an hour
to fall asleep
and every time
i do it blares
once more
the entire night
spent chasing sleep
finding dream
only for it
to be torn away
maliciously from
my clutching hands
turning the night
into a paperthin
facsimile of life
where every thing
i desire is taken
from me with no
explanation just
false alarms and
panic-stricken sighs
and i am too wound
up to sleep as
i await the next
sounding in a
shitty hotel
too far from home
clinging to the
wisps of dream
where i am worthy
of a moment’s time