six hours

i did not expect
to fall
so fully into
dreamless sleep
after days
of chiseling mere
seconds from
the long silent nights

my typical routine
is to lay awake
for hours
dipping my cerebellum
into the shallow end
of sleep
only for my mind
to drag me screaming back
to an awake world of
exhausting anxiety

i fell into a coma
wrapped in a blanket cocoon
emerging rested
in a new
somewhat uglier form
as i staggered on
limply held aloft by tattered wings
in need of water
drawn to the light
calling serenely from
the eastern skies

i did not expect
to whisper my love
into the surrogate pillow
only to wake
six hours later
nestled by your name
still echoing
through the silent morning

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