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By Violet Date: 2002 Dec 05 Comment on this Work [[2002.12.05.10.45.4057]] |
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each morning i roll into the empty space i curl my arms around your pillow and burry myself in its folds i listen to the rush of the shower and the hum of your razor the cats dance around your feet, meowing for attention i keep my eyes shut tight to the early morning sometimes you start the dryer and its loud whirring makes me restless your footsteps drum the linoleum in our tiny kitchen and then i hear your steady south paw scribble a note for me on occasion you'll return to the bedroom i can always feel you staring at me as i struggle to sleep you reach down and tuck me tightly into the blankets sometimes i am too hot, and it makes me angry you bravely lean close to kiss my forehead or stroke the hair away from my eyes and then you take your red helmet and your black bag and leave the door locks behind you to keep me safe and every day when i finally rise, the cats bid me goodmorning, and i can smell your cologne in their fur that always makes me miss you |