I was maddened by the night’s heat
sweating like an insomniac
wrapped in my bedsheets, thick
with a night of dreams

The first was a joyride,
a parachute trip from dark skies
to dark tunnels, emerging
into a lusty seductress’s room

The second was a return
my high school girlfriend welcomed
me wholly, nurtured and rested me
and I didn’t feel alone

There hasn’t been a third and
its apparent to me now
you’ve been banished, sent away
from my sleep

The mornings now beam bright
sky blue fills my eyes
resting calmly before emerging into the day, those
sticky sleeps are gone like you

Published by Adam

Adam F. C. Fletcher helps organizations engage people more successfully. Contact him by calling (360) 489-9680 or emailing info@adamfletcher.net.

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