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enmeshment

the bed is hungry
it swallows my numb face
my face is hungry
passing it on

the pillars of my eyes
ration sleep
a fluorescent line behind the cornea
a small irreverent darkness
remember

it inched away long ago
down in the dirty weeds
hang on just a sec
it takes a while to be brought back

the bed is ravenous
now its cavernous
form engulfs me wholly the bed
has digested me i am

bones in the mattress springs
sinew in the wooden frame
dust in the fabric

almost ghostly the bed
whispers to me while i sleep

once you were a child
once you were a child
once you were a child
but not for long enough