three a.m. shower thoughts / 26.12.18
I sit, they'd say, in
silence.
I lay, uncomfortably.
not because my
mind keeps shifting
in aggravation
but rather because my body
is moving to find
a place to curl into.
I'm unable to calm
myself with my
three a.m.
shower thoughts.
this bed is hard as
rock with pillows that
seem to fold in on themselves
and I try to sleep so
I do, folding in on myself.
but then I awake
for seemingly no reason
and now I'm sitting
here with my
three a.m.
shower thoughts
but then I discover
why my body jolts
me from an unnerving
sleep. it is because I sensed
you, deep in my thoughts.
you needed me and
I needed you.
we wanted one another just
so we could share our
three a.m.
shower thoughts
back and forth, we
begin sharing. joking, feeling
for another with ourselves.
I am constantly curling into myself
and you, folding into you.
but now we are not lost.
I have found something, and
you as well. together, we
have found something that
does not contract.
now, we have something that
blossoms just like our
three a.m.
shower thoughts.
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We Came From The Dark Ages
PoetryA book of poems written by me. Please note, I'm an amateur and am constantly editing my pieces. This is here to get my work out for others to read. If you have any suggestions for poets to check out, please feel free to let me know :)
