i cannot sleep because my rem cycles are all fucked up

when awkward compliments
fill a moment
to its maximum capacity
and you have no idea why
that is or
what to do or even
how to respond

you feel like you are flowing through sparkling water
down a shallow riverbed
and your mind drifts over smooth stone
that is cool and earthy
and lovely

and then you notice
you're wearing
floor wax on your pants
but you
feel more alive in those pants
and in that awkward-water-driven-moment than
you have
in the last five months