something crossed my mind, but I don’t know what it said

Tonight, my head is a brick in the pink cotton pillowcase;
I cannot sleep.

Somewhere, an owl hoots.
But the streetlight
blares in horizontal blinds.

I am striped in steady light.

Go to sleep.

Although your muscles
call you to duty,
go to sleep.

Although your brain gallops,
go to sleep.

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