This lumbering sleep
meanders through
the frenzied black.
Delphi slaps the pillow
four times, swats
separate moon beams.
Her trembled body
tasks a whole breath
to a staggered minute.
This curtain I close
traps the moonlight
within the bulbous comforter.
When she wide-eye stares
at me, sees nothing, my startled
breath exclaims her waking.
copyright © 2021 Kenneth P. Gurney
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