Sour Sleeplessness

Sweet sleep, evasive sleep
I listen to sad songs for peace
Memories of a full bed
Of a warm body
Gentle touches, genuine in the moment
Now a jest, a jeer at jovialness
The bed is cold, so I shy from it
The apartment is empty, so I lie
With my sad songs
Memories of a warm heart
Where worries could slumber

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