Falling Asleep

A poem by Isabelle Sorrells

Gravity in mind and body take over,

Pulling me deeper into the ground and the night.

This is a place not meant for that.

I should be in a bed but

I want to let it bury me.

It would be harder to fight it,

But I can feel gravity outside of me

That shouldn’t be –

Settling in my limbs,

Warning me I’ll be dragged under –

Threatening to tip me over

To fall and fall

Down unknown heights

To cold, dizzying bottoms

Harder than they would be

If I were awake.

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