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I thought I was through with the hiding and lying
The sneaks in the drinks, the tiptoes in the dark
You know the ones, where you wake up suddenly
Wondering what is wrong, and just why he is sighing
When you ask for a drink of the drink in his hand
Thinking a soda would be nice and is easy for him to share
A normal thing, in fact, to share food and drink, with each other
As a matter of fact, it’s so normal, the thought was bland.
And you know. It was a bland thought until he hesitated
Hmm, then all the bells in my body went off like Big Ben
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He’s lying, I know it, he knows it, but only one of us know why
The intuition is strong, even when I was asleep and now I am aggravated.
Damn I hate that,, the sleep was more important, don’t want to know
or even to know that I know.. But there is that damn psst. The pop-top
Tells on him every time. But that wasn’t it, the damn top woke me like thunder
It was the hesitation when I asked for a drink that set the nerves tingling head to toe,
Clink, clink
He thought I was asleep, turned off the light, even, to check to see if I would notice
and honestly, I didn’t , so good show, Joe, and a good trick this time.
I did get some sleep I needed so badly this night, it’s 2.45 am, I got a whole 3 hours
Much more than my normal amount of sleep, usually I sleep less than the prairie lotus
And just as my heavy eye -lids start to fall, dreaming of the beautiful red of the lotus, prairie or no, BANG, on with the TV again. Sleep is gone for tonight. Take notice.
© 3.00 am May 24, 2010, abbey.nightowl
