I’m lacquered

but he’s knackered

long week, he’s talking backward.

It’s a hazard

of married bad word

I’m cringing over fractured

phrasing, he’s snoring

I’m exploring

ways of touring

tropical beaches

eating peaches

thinking Eliot

he’s more likely to Shelly it

But he’s asleep

counting sheep

I could weep

But damn there’s Netflix

put my hair in clips

watch a show about paramedics

sigh, fall asleep listening to Hendrix.

end 4/28/2017

S. Darlington