Paul Tanner

insomnia knife twitch 

there’s that moment
isn’t there

when the black of night
dilutes to blue

and you think
phew,
made it through
another one.

you allow yourself 
a half-smile 
as you put the knife 
back in the drawer
and close it. 

as if 
you won’t be needing it again
tonight.

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