Thursday 11 July 2013

Post Midnight Cat Calls

Unexpectedly so
Today the moon turned black.
Neighbourhood cats howled
To mate
And you slept soundly through it.

I've spent the past half hour
Un-asleep and un-awake
The ticking of the clock
In the next room
Rhymes with your breathe
woosh tick woosh tock.

I wished for it to rain
I wished for a storm.
I wished for something to wash down
This disillusionment
That was becoming me.

And yet
As my eyelids fell and met shore
As the sounds died
And so did everything else around me.
I wished for peaceful slumber
An unexpected
Never ending one.