1:
i know if i just lay down in the dark
i will sleep in seconds
but the light is so far away
and who knows if i can still straighten my back?
i know if i let my blankets wash over me
they will draw me out into surfy sleep
like a pebble that is sucked off the beach
and into the brine
but i don't know if my feet
are ready to leave the floorboards yet.
2:
maybe if i just wait a while longer
the sun will show up like a long tardy lover
and the first footfalls of the working set
will crunch briskly past in the snow
huddled up in well coated shoulders
against the thin mean morning light
maybe they'll bleed by the thousands
down the concrete drains of the city
into the core with its towers and cubicles
and blinking florescent pettinesses
and its coffee rotgut
and egg and cheese sandwich gas
and slow slow ticking hours of simmering discontent
clock-watching, paper-stacking, hum-drumming,
pacing, typing, ringing, buzzing, hammering,
drilling, steaming, chattering, grinding,
maybe i'll sleep better through that
...at least until they come to get me too.
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