By gnomey
Date: 17 August 1999

one leg or two

i hear you but i can't hear myself
i lie awake and dream and worry worry more then dream
my sheets become crumpled and my feet become heated
as i poke them out from beneath the sheets
my eyes open and close not sure of which to do more then the other
i toss words around, ace this
the fan blows strands of my hair into my nose
tickling it
i finally sigh my first expression in the night 
in my blanket of humidity
i give up and raise my white legs of defeat