The Fakesleeper Poem by ed purchla
The Fakesleeper
Through cracked open eyes
Viewing parent peering in
Morning sun screams through
Frost-crystalized windowpane
Illuminating
Form nestled 'neath their blankets
Appears sound-sleeping
A confirmation is made
Simultaneous
With not-fully-closing door
Pauses in hallway
Weighs child staying home from school
As per last night's bug:
Eh, let them sleep. Just one day.
Be great to spend time with them.
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