Restless Leg Syndrome

There really is such a thing.

I have it, and tonight

I can’t sleep because

my legs are all astir.

Running things through my mind—

a phone call I will make tomorrow.

What I’m turning down

is an easy answer

to hated questions:

What do you do?

What will you do when you graduate?

Then why’d you go to law school?

My legs run in search

of makeshift solutions.