NaPoWriMo #12 [w/ video]

Nocturnal Ode

She’s asleep in bed
dreaming of charging demons
and sugar plums
or whatever it is she dreams

I’m a night creature now
to escape the demands
of the day
where all the sickness of the sun
swelters clammy flesh to stinking
and the garbage takes on new
molecular forms to perfume the neighborhood
with coffee grounds and dead diapers
I’m allergic to the ultra-violent Texas rays

In a few hours the solar climb begins skyward
and I will climb into bed
where I will dream of cities made entirely
of dumpsters
I can’t stop dreaming of trash.
It washes in–
tidal
and soils everything pure.

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