Sunday, March 23, 2014

Insomnia

Pretty much the basics of being awake too much at night.



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Insomnia



Sunlight’s refraction through the cracked

kitchen window  this morning;



the water needs of rye and fescue weighed

against a possibility of drought;



that my hip now aches no matter the weather,

and sometimes my heart skips beats;



my wife’s nighttime sighs and her breath

on my bare shoulder;



my youngest son shifting in his bed

as his brother turns the front lock,



and the dog trotting down the hallway

when the door is pulled softly shut;



that my father would have been seventy-two

this year, my mother, seventy-one;



the moon's deliberate arc across our skylight

on this, the first night of autumn.


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