“Take An Ativan & Go To Bed”
by Joanna Gilman Hyde
The Hawk Queen Bed 12:18pm
I see The Deep Purple
of My Prescribed Nap
I hear The Fog Horn
against My Muffled Ear
The Rain is on The Sky Light
My Eyes are strained
against My Note Book
held in The Damp Dimness
of My Sleep-deprived
Afternoon
Joanna Gilman Hyde 
This sings.
Thank you, Natalie.
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