by Guest Tue Apr 20, 2010 10:24 amWhy do I fight sleep so hard?
You're a fine one to ask, I must say
as if you didn't know
how I toss and turn in my bed each night
listening to the sheep dog snore
muffled sounds outside the door
a scream on the street that dies away
then far-off laughter
the witching hour passes
leaving the same , old, empty ache
like a wisdom tooth
with a cavity that needs filling
by two am or so
the shadows seem to take form and shape
but nothing especially familiar
finally, I sink into sleep
where you wait
and it happens
again and again
three times
then suddenly, angrily
I leap out of slumber
to stay up till dawn
reading and eating cinnamon toast
Look, something just has to be done
I refuse to have an affair with a ghost
Now that we're so intimately acquainted in dreams
for old times' sake
couldn't I run into your arms just once
when we're alone and awake?
-Linda Goodman
You're a fine one to ask, I must say
as if you didn't know
how I toss and turn in my bed each night
listening to the sheep dog snore
muffled sounds outside the door
a scream on the street that dies away
then far-off laughter
the witching hour passes
leaving the same , old, empty ache
like a wisdom tooth
with a cavity that needs filling
by two am or so
the shadows seem to take form and shape
but nothing especially familiar
finally, I sink into sleep
where you wait
and it happens
again and again
three times
then suddenly, angrily
I leap out of slumber
to stay up till dawn
reading and eating cinnamon toast
Look, something just has to be done
I refuse to have an affair with a ghost
Now that we're so intimately acquainted in dreams
for old times' sake
couldn't I run into your arms just once
when we're alone and awake?
-Linda Goodman