Anxieties, anxieties! By day you flee far —
One manages to drive you off,
You’ve found a target for revenge —
At night you won’t let me sleep.

A conversation with someone, a film watched,
The ricochet of a barely noticeable thought
Form a squad of nightmares,
Shatter reality into splinters.

The body sleeps,
The subconscious takes the watch,
Keeps vigil, reminds, teaches
The failure not to relax tomorrow.