Untired Brain

The quietest night.

Insect footsteps nearly echo.

All is quiet, except my mind.

Still busy, hurried footsteps in my brains hallways.

Shuffling thoughts, reminders and schedules.

The inner peak hour, almost inescapable.

Cars bustling in all directions.

They keep on moving without me driving.

Is it that time already?

Kookaburra laughs at my lack of sleep.

© Deon Heemskerk 18-12-2012

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