Night

Will perhaps change bedsheets post surgery.
Bed has end board, six months of laying di
agonally for comfort, little twists of
spine. Back aches, a lifetime of sleeping on
stomach to prevent creatures kneeling, lop
sided face and small breasts. Sensible med
icine tingles fingers, emotions pre
sent yet just beyond reach. Eyes closing re
veals schedules and sadness, and sensation
of crushing crumbs beneath keyboard keys, and
midnight does not cease noise penetrating
ear plugs. Soon feels abdomen vibrating,
knows that when they stop using word terri
ble that it may be time to feel worry.

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About Anna

Author of the Insanity Aquarium. Current fears include time as a concept, the squishiness of my right eyeball, and not being able to open this jar.
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