As If A God

I was speaking lines
in my mind last night.
As I do before slumber,
I grasp gentle light.

The glow enlights
the energy ignites.
The covers cool slide
over legs mine sides.

The bathroom also
I must walk carpet to
allow the night in for
my eyes for to subdue.

All knowing I’m not
so I stretch arms across
this paper so I might
make anguish forgot.

The season is steady
and thick breath fogs
in this cold blanket I’ve
warmth as if a god.