Waking revery

“So,” she asks finally.

Did you die?”
                                                                                                                                                                                                                                 Awhile ago.
Back to sleep, my love.

“But where did you go?”
                                                                                                                                                                                                                                Agoraphobic to boot-my boxed up
room is kingdom now.

“Is it warm where you are?”
                                                                                                                                                                                                                                Maybe if you slide another
blanket under the door.

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