How He Slept Through It
How He Slept through It
You slept again:
Since moments after supper,
Passing into the lilting darkness of closed eyes,
As if it were your head,
Full and heavy from eating
Instead of your stomach
Pulling you down to dreams.
You slept through letting the dogs out;
Forgot to feed the fish ;
Forgot my very desired cup of coffee
With its added ounce of Tia Maria,
Forgot to check my bandaged foot;
And dismissed
The kiss on my longing lips.
You drifted off just before
Night’s totally overlaying of day.
Warm under the burgundy cover
You pulled over your shoulders;
Leaving me needing
To tug and struggle for my own blanket,
To wrench it out
From under our overweight dog…Aargh!
You fell off as if to
Lay there among some heavy,
Lost forest logs,
Missing the moon’s trailing
Over our house,
Running its route
To crash and flag into the far horizon, with its
Leaving alarm, wanting to call up a new day,
Which will have us leave sleep
And mysterious dreams. Then we’ll be
Loose in ourselves, starting away from
The wistful, and the absent hours.
I’ll guarantee a morning’s kiss all
During the while the dogs
Are out and hardly missed.
The covers will be all folded back.
The fish will circle all
Around beneath their light turned on.
The sun will shine its splendor in coming.
Our ways of the day
Will have begun,
Leaving little forgotten,
Except, perhaps, if a nap comes along.
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(c) sally young Eslinger
10/21
Thanks be to God
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