Feet arched
Heels up
Simmering across the floor
On balls of feet
Toes splayed
Why do you bother?
You know I'm not asleep
You know the sound
The rhythm of my breathing
The aggression
I snap an eyelid open
Peering into your soul
Say what you must boy
My slumber is imperative.
Wednesday, 15 July 2015
Tiptoe : Day 49 #100daysofwriting
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