First the sounds sharpen,
each word taking on the staccato
of a hammer on a nail.
Then I hear my heartbeat
seeming too fast and heavy
as it explores my body.
But it slows, eventually,
tumbling down into an easy rhythm
that drags my eyes closed.
Between one breath and the next,
the words slip away into a nest,
a comfortable cloud in which I sleep.
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