Can't sleep

jimmy kimmel sucks
infomercials will shortly take over
and i can't watch another one for shit i don't need
or can afford

i'd like to say that i toss and turn but i don't
i just lay there with thoughts spinning endlessly so that
i do not even try.

i try to communicate throughout the day but it doesn't get through
or, at least, i don't perceive it as being accepted.
instead, the solitary syllabalic answer must needs suffice.
so i hang on those single words and attempt to glean meaning.
failure is apparent after midnight.

negativity? probably.
stress? definitely.
questions? lots.
answers? none.

i don't know where i'm going
and i don't know where i've been
and i used to love the future
but the past reminds
so that hope, rather than springing eternal, rests for the nonce.