As i fall asleep

against this monotony
against the deceiving moonlight
I can feel the subtle changes

what would you do
if left alone
locked in a room
staring
at the same empty walls
the clock getting weary
of passing through
the same numbers

the fan is caressing my hair
as I try to look at the sky
through the gasping
curtains

the movement of the curtains
is also monotonous
it has a rhythm
to my closing eyes
moving back and forth
along with my breath
as I fall asleep