In the night
you come
In to my world
A king
To the women's quarter
Except
Your buzz
A loud blip on the monitor
your name flashes and blinks
Repeatedly
An irritant traffic beacon
I pause awhile
Watching your name
Then the lying games begin
'Are you awake?'
'About to fall asleep'
'Thought I could chat
But if you are sleepy...'
'Another time perhaps...'
The flashing ends -
I sink into my bed
Wide awake
Published on November 12, 2017 11:40