Thursday, April 15, 2021

Should Be Sleeping


I should be sleeping 

eyes should be closed, I whisper 

it’s 2:48 


******

  

whisper sweet nothings 

under the sheets no one hears 

iPhone app hears all  

  

******

 

dreams all ended  

woke up hot and thirsty 

what’s the temperature


******

  

escort follows me 

together we check the temp 

tripped by his four legs 



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