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Monday, August 22, 2011

5, 7, 5




 it's dawn and hailing
I'm soaked yet climb into bed
you say I smell good


insomnia ends
our breathing instantly syncs
Keith's TV blares on


push snooze two more times
the blackness of my eye fades
everything takes time


I sleep until nine
sip cream and coffee with Viv
a fresh week's routine


slow stability
sprouting from the grey ashes
quiet contentment

3 comments:

autumn said...

how the hey did you get a black eye?!

Bows and Anchors said...

You still look cute even with the black eye! :)

Yellowbird said...

Autumn- My 2 year old head-butted me at 2 a.m. He was sick and didn't want to go back to his bed. He fell to the floor, mad at me. When I went to pick him up he jumped up at the same time I was leaning down.... it was bad. But surprisingly after 8 days you can't even see it now.