Come to bed

I know…It’s not said

OK!

See you! Bye!

Worming in my head

and down, down, down

down into the very depth

of my bowels. I miss you.

Come to bed.

La, la ,la ,la, la

La, la, la, la, la

Oh la, la, la, la, la, laaah

It’s getting oh so hungry

and my tongue is getting thirsty

And I can’t do it on my own

I know…It’s not said

I miss you. Come to bed.


-A.Watkins Nov ’17

Published by Andrew Mark Watkins

Self-taught artist and writer

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