Night Breath

My bones hit each other
I know the sound sounds nice
But this behavior causes me irreparable damage
I feel the breath of insomnia nights on my face
The attrition makes my body to be heavy
And I vomit the night, the moon and a lot of stars
Because my bones are restless
Marked by their responsibilities
To sustain my Self and all its imperfections
Sometimes I feel like an impostor
Other times a winner
Regardless of the occasion my bones vibrate and crack
And I'm so focused glimpsing the future
That I don't hear my cries for help