Out of Bed

Grasping the end of the pale sheet
lift, flow, fold
lift, flow, fold

Eyelids fluttering
freshly washed, warm
crawl in.

UP up.
Pull back the sheet
spreading over with purple veins
sweet deprived
no, sleep. Deprived.

Lift, flow, fold
lift, flow, shut.
Sheet so straight, creases
ceases.

All sounds so

Loud.

A quarter after,
laughter.
Rest now,

UP up.

Grasping the end of the pale sheet
lift, flow, fold
lift, flow, fold
lift, flow, flow,

settle.

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