in a trance under the noise of the night

I'm

still

being

tormented

by

the

noise,

the

repetition,

of

the

tapping

outside.

I

won't

let

this

control

what

I

say,

what

I

do,

but

I'm

not

sure

how

much

of

this

I

can

endure.

There

are

times

when

I

forget

what

I've

done,

times

when

I

blink

and

suddenly

my

hands

have

suddenly

moved.

I'm

asleep

when

awake.