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Another Cold Night with My Bottle of Xanax, Insomnia and Your Loud Snoring To Rub My Face In



The air is thin.
it stings as I inhale
and seeps into the pores of my flesh
to torture my joints

reminds me of today and yesterday,
the insults and frustrations
of a goddamn conscience
too nice for my own good-

doesn't get me anywhere
but insomnia and insanity
and this freezing room
I am so desperately trying to avoid
under three covers-

because after all,

I would never make you compromise
either the ceiling fan or the AC.

 

 

No,

 

 

Instead, I give up my own comforts
to please someone
who doesn't give two shits
about my well-being
or all the hurdles I have jumped
so they can just lay on their ass
and tell me

 

 

when we are out of milk

 

 

 





 

Author notes

so I have some anger issues...I'll deal with it tomorrow. *yawn*

oh, and I will think of a better title too...only got 2 1/2 hours of sleep the night before and I need to at least try hard to sleep tonight... it's already almost 3am !!! why don't I ever sleep!!!????

Im still revising this piece. Constructive criticism is welcome

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  • MJ Donnelly gold member
    November 12
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    When either my wife or I are cold, and in bed together, we just snuggle-up closer.

    Nothing like a little body heat to warm things up.

    I love your real-life snippets Catie.


    • Catie Sheeran gold member
      November 13
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      Thanks michael, he doesn't like snuggling..he is always too hot...lol but when he falls asleep I steal his body heat. im sneaky like that...mwah ha ha! lol


  • Forgotten truth
    November 10
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    You really do need a new name for this, I thought it was funny to see the longest title ever, but the poem is so sadly allsome, it’s so true it hurts to read. As I read your work, I see poetry is truly your way to vent, to speak your mine and heart... and even deal with things,, I too well known what it is like to be in bed for hours so tied you cant sleep,, its weird its only once I started working night shift , that I slept well…. But this poem was a joy to read and the type of work that keeps me reading……

  • fanniesson
    November 9
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    Always scary reading it from
    the women s point of view.
    Great read here,.
    but i think I'm gonna let the wife find
    this one on her own.


  • Terry Collett
    November 9
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    Sometimes revision tames what the muse intended to be left alone.

    The poem stands powerful and angry, haunting and suffciently well formed to be as it is: one excellent poem.

  • Rowan gold member
    November 8
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    Here...
    times ten.

  • nice venting catie! loved it xx

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