Sleeping on it


We never agreed to sleep on it:

Nobody does. Though we started

Turning over, sharing the sheets,

Only a faint light from the blinds

Watching over us, we never said

Good night.


Those words were nestled with us, vying

For presence: there with the alarm clock

We forgot to set, the washing up

We left downstairs, and a relative

We failed to call at all that day.


The faint warmth through the duvet

Pretended that you were still there, among

The other unspoken things.


Do you remember,

How despite ourselves, we slept and sighed,

Dreaming that we even dreamt in love;

In all those hours we failed to speak,

And the silence died.




(Don’t worry darling. Not my current mood.) 


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