Wednesday, August 1, 2012

Disordered

I was born into a family of sleep disorders.

Narcolepsy father,
insomnia mother,
a night terror brother
and a few sleep apnea grandparents.

Some nights, I feel weights
        pressing down on my skin, unbearable
and iron bars, locking my joints
        tight as deadbolts.

Sleep paralysis, or maybe I'm just afraid

                as anyone would be.