Sunday, December 13, 2020

limited goodness

i crawl into bed with 
giddy
fatigue, the sheets
cool
the pillows pounded
soft
beneath my head.
i say a prayer for you
and you
and you, and of course
one for you.
the rest are on their own.
i'm sleepy, i'm too tired,
too beat
i have only so much goodness
in me
before i slip quickly
into sleep.

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