Come to bed

I know…It’s not said


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

Just A Mess

Just A Mess