Love Poem: Night Shift
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Written by: Gerald Dillenbeck

Night Shift

Last night
I slept
or tried to
despite sharp elbows and knees
and hopelessly dark intrusive shoulders

In concerted effort
to squash me
into a round flat stanley
gingerbread manface

Squarely soft
like a just-right nutritious blanket
of good ginger smells
nurturing his palsied elbows 
and lumpy knees,
bumpy shoulders 
and frumpy mind

Sleeping peaceful innocence 
unvowed

No nightmare seizures allowed.