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LAST NIGHT/THIS MORNING
Outside a lost muffler blasts me awake at its start. 2 a.m. with 6 hours
to go before work. I've read until my eyes blurred even behind my glasses. I am creating my own blindness. I curse the driver, who I know as my
neighbor. Damn kid. Damn fucking looser kid. It's been well over 3
months I've had to jolt in response. It's not like sleep is so friggin' easy to me to begin with. So now I flip/flop for comfort. Flay the covers against a hot flash, upsetting the cat at the foot of my bed as well.
Motherfucking asshole. Cover back up & seek comfort, twirling my curls, concentrating on thoughtlessness (in me, not his) and breath yoga breaths, exhaling my anger & frustration and resolve. Fucking little
bastard. The cat purrs.
pictures by cheryl
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