a nite of care
where I
put the essential oils in the humidifier,
parents are mad
the babysitter's magnanimity
a diorama, i'm not going to stop that?
strands of tinsel and stage directions
one nite of care,
the holiday smell in the back brain
silver bells beat my brain
hope my imagination isn't too anemic,
hope blood doesn't flow out your nose
while you sleep,
sweet crazy child
guilty that I left a fun mess
for the parent's stresss
It is well with my soul?
take heed your own hymnal pillow!
who pays the piper calls the tune
hopefully not too anemic to choose?
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