Speaking Fluent Insomnia

Sometimes I lie awake at night, asking, “Is it worth it?”

Then I hear a voice, “Who are you talking to?”

Next, another voice asks, “Don’t you mean to ‘whom’ are you talking to?’”

Suddenly, I think about computer screens, having bought two last year.

I imagine their conversation when I’m not around.

“It’s New Year’s,” one says to the other. “What’s your resolution?”

“Same as always,” the other responds, “1024 by 768.”

The first voice comments, “If you don’t think fear controls you, then you’ve never been chased by a pissed-off rooster.”

“Say what?”

No wonder I lie awake at night.