napped through lesser things.
parents
arguing.
dogs barking.
i have slept soundly
through
the night,
despite thunder, or
the roar
of fire engines racing
to some house
set aflame.
televisions
blaring
from another room,
phones ringing.
when i'm that tired,
there's
little one can do.
even
the tragedy of you,
won't
stop the next dream.
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