Bed

Hello tomorrow Goodbye today Indelible inklings Left yesterday Will I find my keys Or lose my car I hate the bus My mind’s ajar God I love to sleep Especially at night Please tell me my dog Just turned on the light Nothing like a pillow To soften a numb life My arm’s asleep When did I get a wife Eyelids like anvils As heavy as Sisyphus’ rock I guess they lift weights It’s but a tawdry five o’clock Tears of delirium Rolling down a wilted head “It’s only Saturday, honey… come back to bed”