Working The Nightshift Poem by Sierra Love

Working The Nightshift



hush hush
sleep tight
no more
fights tonight

some beer?
no dear
only water
I fear

you mad?
me too
I guess
I'm here for you

do I love you?
of course
but for now
I'm in remorse

in charge?
not me
sober?
yes-sir-ree

so I'll sit
and wait it out
since you need more time
to shout

goodnight
good ridens

Tuesday, December 23, 2008
Topic(s) of this poem: goodnight
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