Do they have some quarrel with me
My hip bones
Is that why they turn to lead
And leave me tossing and turning in bed
Why do they feel like knives driving their way into my mattress
Why does my mattress feel like it’s driving right back into me?
Is there animosity there towards me
That my pelvis sticks out at such angles and inflicts on me such discomfort
Why can’t one thought
Lead me peacefully into slumber
Rather than this tiring number
Of tumulting thinking
Tying my forehead in knots
By the time I nod off.
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