Friday, 4 January 2019

Nighttoast

Nighttime and sleep rears its pretty head by my side
Grudgingly nudging me
to trudge into bed
Before it escapes or ignores me
to paint the night black
so I pull my covers
find some space
and begin thawing
under thick blankets
of pillowy roundness
so I sleep, see, seep
you and dreams and you and you

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