Don’t tell him I lie awake
Burying time
In the horror of the night
Burying him
In the back of my mind
Don’t tell him
I hide under the bed
And watch his feet
Pace back and forth,
He thinks I sleep,
He watches me
And yet I’m under the bed
Far away from where
He can reach me,
Under the bed
Where everything
Eventually gets buried
Valerie Masters
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