The Devil's Sonnet

1.40am I am lying on my left on the bed Tough springs soft pillow and comfort -ing fox My left eye closed pressed against the pillow Staring at the bright screen I see black and white phos -phenes like a telly that had lost its connection Half my body is numb other half, half-awake (?) I had winced upon ill -Lumination; pupils constricting at bright light The words look like they are magnified I hear an echo I must be tired All I can think is why I feel like I am high 1.46am; 6 mins S.M. Alexis