**New Late Nite Poem**

**I really should be sleeping but....**

Silence consumes me

her voice echoing relentlessly inside of me

solitude finally giving peace to my thoughts

My destiny appreciates her

finally quieting whispered expectations and dreams of past generations

inaudible directions of where i should go

reminders of the imaginary eyes that watch my every move

my definition just isn't good enough

Fuck it.

I can't be like you

My silence drowns them out with her sweet reverie and time to just Be

Erasing all the connected shoulds coulds and will

I am captivated by what now is

as blue shadows form my reflection on the ceiling

Now is Me

Now I am

Moment to moment

Living just to Be.