Feb 14
love poem #5967
you breathe life into me
like a cpap machine
sometimes forcing air
into my belly and giving me gas
my clogged sinuses indicate
that I need to increase
the humidity setting
darling
you and I fit together better
like the mask with the memory foam
the seal is tighter
there are fewer leaks
which gives me a higher sleep score
sweet cakes
though I am starting to doubt
that air in my lungs and oxygen
to my brain actually equate to better sleep
but that is to be discussed
with the sleep specialist
six months from now
because that is how long I have to wait
for an appointment these days
it is ridiculous
happy valentine's day
or some other bullshit