Jess / Friendship

Tue, 09/02/2014 - 17:25 -- zara

written February 2008


I feel like you can’t sleep

if I’m not sleeping.

It’s stupid to be awake

and laughing and doing

while you hibernate.

I want to poke, to shake

you until you are

blinking stickily

and angry at me

for bothering you.

I will apologize

to your scowling face

for rousing you by

shouting, “FIRE!”

And then we

will be together,

not sleeping.

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