Sleeping Beauty I Am Not Poem by Terence George Craddock (Spectral Images and Images Of Light)

“i was reading a lot then  ”

“i think I hit a nerve
her mothering instinct? ”

“At 3: 07 am, man are you sleeping at all? ? ? ? ”

like a good friend would
she asked me
“man are you sleeping at all? ? ? ? ”

I replied as you do 
“ not regularly not enough”

I think her reply
means she disapproved?
“ not regularly not enough”

red eyed coffee addicted caffeine stimulated

“who's my little parrot then lol  ”

plea bargain

plead exceptional

extenuating circumstances

“these Arab revolutions
and kiwi earthquakes
have put me behind somewhat...

hoping to work on... later this month,
finish adding most or all of...
Either this month or next month? ”

The hot night had not
cooled somewhat...

the new fan was twisting
turning its head from side to side
as if stating defiantly no no no...

blowing up a mini gale
the old fan had recently
blown a motor with that...

same self righteous attitude

signing like an indignant snake

justifiably I hinted at time

restraint limitations pending deadlines

“i will sleep when I'm dead 
kinda hoping 2 get a bit
done between then and now  ”

hopefully a smile
a good night’s sleep
will soon be forthcoming?


Copyright © Terence George Craddock