does the book
put me to sleep, as
the plot slows,
or is it
just me
being tired,
being up late with
the last light on.
is it the comfort of
the bed,
the pillow,
the cool sheets
with the windows
open, or is
it the hard day behind
me, the hard
day ahead.
what's making my eyes
flutter and close
as i turn another page.
maybe all of it
is making
me dose.
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