I stirred
The word “plank” skittered from my mind
as if unleashed,
as if it were inside
a speech balloon.
I watched it float away
and, still half-asleep, thought:
plank
Wide.
Weathered.
Tired.
Yes! That’s it! TIRED!
and felt the thrill of winning first prize.
My brain
prefers words
even in sleep.
