A Poem

Sleep
I still think of you fondly
Those nights we shared
In bed
On the couch
Sometimes in a chair

There was that time on an airplane
More than once on Amtrack
The crosstown bus

Well

I must confess
I don’t remember you well
It’s all just foggy memories
But I know I loved you

5 thoughts on “A Poem

  1. oslowe

    September 22, 2008 at 3:05pm

    whoever this “Sleep” is, they don’t sound familiar, but they sound totally hot. Let’s do a threesome sometime with “sleep”

  2. B

    September 23, 2008 at 10:19am

    Beyond Awesome.

    I once had a love affair with sleep as well. Sleep is a bitch like that, taking off on you when you need it most. Damn Sleep.

    B’s last blog post..I ate this much so you don’t have to

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