The return of time itself

Time is the weirdest bedfellow I find

And kick to the curb

On a daily basis

Yes, please

No matter how comfortable I get

Miss time will inevitably return

To untuck my sheets

Throw all the pillows into disarray

And leave windows open

On the downpouring days

What an unwelcome reminder

You are

That I cannot yet be

(Alseep)

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