The sleeper’s in want
of a whirring fan
to mitigate the noises
of the settling night.
To knit a womb of warm and snowy static
that gloves, in syllables,
~We are on guard~
~We will see to care~
Sleep tight
Brand "X" , and ACME, poems and stories. Surreal, sappy, funny, horrific, and human.
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