turning onto his rightside he found the spotTha spot which eluded him after he woke during the night and casting back into sleep found episodesnot the hard sleep that cracked him on the jawput him down for the count 

                                                                                                         finding it was a delight  he truly wanted to go to sleephe wanted Now I lay me down to sleep  be laid to rest  but then he thought Thas why you aint being buried  hed be leaving himself to be laid to rest but couldnt depend upon someone to lay him correctlynot turn his headkink his neck  sometimes he woke in the morning and knew he laid wronghis head wrongneck wrong  he couldnt imaginelet alone tolerate an eternity with a fuckin kinkd neck and not the life in him to move his head and neck around or rub it out fiercely with his fingers EUREKA! Fuck tha! Torch me. 

he found the right spot didnt want to move

content doesnt cut it 

even Heaven didnt cut it

it was right where he wanted to remain forever

                                                   usually that spot happened after sexafter love if sex had grown into love  holding her  breathing in rhythm  having cum togetherno small task 

                                                                             quiet  simmering   ecstasy

Day stood in the doorway tapping a hard finger at the frame 

                                                               WAKE UP 

as a kid after his paper route delivering it in the cold and snow hed sprawl on top the metal heat register next to the wall and fall asleep as the heat blew through his sweater onto his bellycoursing to his nethersspreading up across his chest

LIGHTS OUT 

then a tempered kick in the ribs  his old man 

                                               WAKE UP, BOY.

Day being prickish

I knowI know I know its time to get the show on the road Gimme five 

                                                                         FIVE

Day would stomp up the hall into the livingroom least the muthafucker could do was put on some coffee

he took FIVEnot a second more

hed conditioned himself to know

then hed rousedidnt wake to an alarm Who the fuck wants to wake alarmed       

he slapped his pillow

made his bed up around it

told his spot Donya move  Ill be back tonight

not like SPOT was a dog that listened

he returned

laid down

tried his awfulfuckinbest to recreate it

  Now I lay me down to sleep

                               DENIED

helplessly shook his head

it was both their faults

though it was nice to think about 

                                   the promise got him through the day

a simple thing

evenif he told himself a little white lie 

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