her husband's breath breaks heavily
over her face beaching in upon her
he is asleep
she has not found it easy
to accommodate his shape
in the hallway lines of soiled clothes
trace the contours of the last fight with the children
before they let her drop
but now, just now she can still ease out, ease out into sleep
to a circle of moonlight where she moves alone
she wills herself still and tight
it is no use each minute
drums with the wrong silence, the wrong noise
on the rigid tendons of her own unease
but now, just now she can still ease out, ease out into sleep
to a circle of moonlight where she moves alone

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