Bed Covers

Hair getting caught in the sheets, 
a flow up-current 
to cover the mouth, a cheek and maybe the right eye to feel that much safer in bed. 
Is there any other way to more accurately understand 
the shape of the form
than in its crease against your face? 
You might open your mouth and feel it become wet. 
When you escape into a horizon so broad yet so distant and private,
not wanting to return, but forced to with the dawn, 
does the cover keep the outside reality enclosed
in its deep, open space, leaving you
in your distant haven
or is it that your empty face could reveal 
that something which should only ever face within? 
The jolt which will bring you back always comes.
It could grab a naked foot, sticking out over the bed-frame.
It’s in the draft of air from an open window, 
breezing over your nose. 
Or in a simple thought, that yes, 
now you would like to get up and live.

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[Awakened Rose]

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