In Bed Sheets

There were days when I slumber,

never lifting my head.

Seal up the windows,

never leaving the bed.

No trouble can find me,

no feelings get in.

Frankly, my darling;

I’ve had my fill once again.

For now I’ll take respite,

tell the world I’m not in.


I have faded with twilight.

I have courted the moon.

I have blazed like the morning,

always coming too soon.

I’ve delayed my departure

to spend time in the sky,

but today I’m sequestered;

all alone with my mind.

Letting dreams be my landscape

and my eyelids my walls,

shut tight against my fate,

misfortune befalls;

all men who are dreamers,

for we’ve seen it all.

Sure, I’ll rise replenished,

I’m just caught in a stall.


Frankly, my darling;

I’ve had enough for a while.

just leave me to slumber,

I’ve been feeling the miles.

Take the phone from its cradle

and join me in bed;

let’s escape the humdrum,

come and rest your head.

On my weary shoulder,

it’s all I can bear.

for the next little while,

the world isn’t there.


Let’s live our lives in bed sheets,

in comfort and warm.

Two bodies escaping

the tumult and storm.

We’ll return with new vigor,

but for now let’s escape;

under the covers

where we’ve always been safe.


HG – 2017


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