under a warm blanket.

god, the energy is disgusting in here.
i stare at the moon, full & awake.
i stare at my face, hollow & awake.
i stare at my hands, shaking & awake.
it's dark & quiet & the world is sleeping
& you are sleeping & he is sleeping &
she is sleeping & babies are definitely sleeping.
a few birds are chirping.
surely just as confused as i am by the static
in our hair
& feathers.
god, daylight sleep like only the daylight can.
dead, expired, eliminated by darkness.
& in the morning, kick down my door.
scream at the top of your sharp, bright,
lovely throat.
& may i find a way to hold onto you
until we all sleep again.