The blinking colon on the
alarm clock, like her,
is off an on again. Counting
seconds trying to make
my time match technology,
or God’s time.
Dogs being
put to sleep,
I want to be
one of them.
God please stretch forth
your hand put
me to sleep. Make
this long night,
eternity.
1 comment:
Yikes, what the hell Spence?! You should reach out and touch someone if your nights are that bad. Love ya!
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