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From Johnny Crabcakes and others’ challenge:
I feel the velvety weight
4am
it anchors salty eyelashes to my cheeks
the sharp weighty jaggedness
of jangled thoughts
rushing through my head
trying to escape.
the heaviness of moonlight
tracking across the back of my hand
pressing deeply
into our memory foam mattress.
The weight of air
infinitesimal.
My lungs fill.
In.
Out.
Rising and falling.
a fingertip away
the cold, unwrinkled pillowcase
is exponentially weightier
as each breath diffuses into the night.
whimsy~mimsy 