Saturday, October 20, 2012


It's started.  The sleep that isn't sleep.

I close my eyes.
I sleep.
Moments with Sitota dance with lists that haven't been made.
Just this side of sleep.
Anticipation dances with worry.
And the soundtrack behind it all is "baby, you're a firework..."
There's a romance in expecting:
The longing, the daydreaming, the potential.
The other times I fell asleep feeling the life inside of me.
Now, I feel the life in those moments just before the sleep that never really comes.

When her voice comes to me, and I'm there again:
Learning, listening, loving, all intertwined with longing.

Soon, sweet punk, you'll learn what family is.  

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