sleep comes easy.
it's the other hours of the day
that you find
hard.
the conversations,
the work
the needs you've decided upon.
sleep is a blessing.
a kind relief
from being who you
need to be
to keep things going,
food and shelter,
a light on
in the hall.
Thursday, March 10, 2016
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