Astroscribe

my head won't rest 

on these venturing pillows

and my bed always boosts me

to the orbiting desk

propelled by the whir

of my cycling journal

observed by the lamplight

dustmotes arabesque

in my extravehicular hoodie 

i write

far too long 

into the night

and when morning brings 

the only starlight

i'm already burnt out 

but alright