84.

Champing teeth in annoyance

My shadow looms in the cast light.
The night is wearing on and

The giggles will not subside.
I am seeing two where there is one

From a bone weary exhaustion
When a second wind blows through

Carrying me to the kitchen.
The clang of dishes and brittle crack

Of the refrigerator being opened then swinging shut
Is the white noise they need

To finally fall asleep.

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