Sleep is the cousin of death
my dad used to say
he was afraid of what his dreams would bring him
Regret, Death, Guilt, Anguish
I imagine it brings him all of these
Would it be wrong of me to say
I hope it does?
I hope his sleep is not
a comfort
I hope his sleep is
not a reprieve from
all that he’s subjected
me
Would it be wrong of me to say
I hope he hurts?
I hope he wonders how I sleep
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