I lie awake in bed
Alone. I am naked
- it is warm tonight
I cannot sleep and
My thoughts wander around stupidly
To calm them, I listen to the sounds
- the ice in my glass cracking
rhythmically, as it melts in the constant head
- the whirring of the fans
in my neighbours’ appartments
- and beyond, maybe a gentle breeze?
Soon, you will be here
with you, new sounds
of sighing and a gentle breathing
to replace these surrogate sounds
and keep my thought at bay
for another day
or so
24.08.09
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