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When I Started Screaming,
July 17, 2013
I woke him up before
I woke myself
Blankets
like tendrils of the inky
night come to strangle me
wound around my legs
pressing me down into the recesses
of the fabric and springs until i
sobbed,
with the heavy pressure in my chest
this weight of dreams
making my heartbeat echo in my throat
He unravels these tendrils,
his hands offer a gentle thrumming
liquid calm in every capillary
and i confess
that I cannot
sleep
without him
© Martha V., Morton Grove, IL
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