We were sleeping on the same bed with our backs to each other trying to imagine a new life.
Bubble WrapA hidden spark of the dream sleeps In the forest and waits In the celestial spheres of the brain.
Circling: 1978-1987I won’t be lulled by the lullaby, when what waits after is eternal sleep.
99 Cents For Some NonsenseClaire, if you don’t move, I will have served two tours of duty only to die in this bed.
Sleeping with the Boss