Sleeping with
A hand grenade
for a heart always
makes me jumpy.
As if somehow
in the middle of the night
I will explode into tears.
Soliloquy sorted
by synapses sifting
silently through
the sieve of sanity.
I hang my fears
on the nightstand
and press my head
into the pillow
Hoping not to
wake the raging
beast that lies
within.
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