Insomnia

I want to sleep
and normally I can
but tonight instead is this
muddled mess of musings:
parents with concerns
and concerns about my parents
and parents who upon first meeting
reveal so much and so little
about their children
and are so unexpected
why am I surprised at their humanity?
and banter with boys
and batman
and bread
and bread shaped like batman
that might be a signal in the night sky
calling for help or for rescue
or foretelling the arrival of something
bat-like
I could use some radar right now
as I'm mostly flying blind
I'm not sure if the pow! bam! whack!
is my head and heart about to crack
or the hero's fast-flying fists
protecting me
and typos
and flirtation
and frustration
and singing loudly to country songs
by shania twain
and wondering whether teachers that I hire
will be good
or good enough
and who I'll have to fire
and whether the bread should be shaped like turtles instead
they move much more slowly
and I could stand for that
and for versatility
they live both in water and on land
I wonder where they prefer to sleep