morning stretch

sticky bleary eyes drag their way open reluctant to let go of sleep stretch and yawn slump back into pillow denying the time alarmed my angel returns bearing tea and kisses morning can now be faced

tired island

morning came too early today afternoon stretched out for years screen-dry eyes still sticky with sleep work took all of me there is little left wide-asleep space-staring sofa-propped while pixel-weapons boom and life goes on around me

All Out

a little too comfortable to write angst-ridden words a little too calm now to rage at life’s hurts a little too cosy to be feeling alone a little too love-kissed to be needing to moan I’m all out of words here just happy with you and feeling quite sleepy there’s snuggling to do