Insomnia

my throatback burns my husband’s hand trembles in night dreams do i think I’m losing him
no
molasses eyes turn amber in the sun
and in both the deep and light places
i feel loved
do i think I’m losing my mind
yes
thank you in nightgown silks whispers from the hall. I’m totally together.
no not at all
another whisper from the hall
the hall
unframed unnoticed between
what better part to longer linger
squeeze of embarrassment
in the bag of my stomach
yes, I’ve changed
all things grow thirsty
i pass my cup of water to the ghost
it falls
the moment passed
do i think he’ll notice I’ve cleaned up
no
i roll to my side
the b record
and say
goodnight everybody

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