Summer nights sleep


I’ve wanted my bed for hours

But only now the beating sun begins 

To draw as the earth stalls

I lay back to take in the comfort 

But I pause, the heat still suffocates

My skull, clinched at my hips 

Surrounding my curves 

And clinging to anything that covers

I lay, mummified and bare

Unclothed without my covers or duvet 

The birds chirp their lullabies 

But soon they too abandon me

To take their sleep

The sheep hopping fences 

Become weary in their work

Their joints jilted enough

With the motion 

That they lay upon their dewy grass 

And leave me too

Photography by: Ella Al-khalil Coyle

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