I write to you from bed;
a special place of sweat and twisted bedsheets,
between awake and dreams.
I know you’re busy spreading sand
on others more deserving,
but please dear night, I pledge to you.
My pillow is regrets of tasks I’ve failed to do —
it’s spreadsheets, documents unread, mails
unanswered and a praise untold.
I know you
darkness well, I’ve heard you many times before;
your voice is scorn, a lecture:
“Repent, repent your day’s been spent
procrastinating, lazy, lazy you”
I know you’re right but please
just bring me sleep, and I will powerpoint
tomorrow twice as hard.
I promise I will spreadsheet, document and
cease to Instagram.
Just bring forgetfulness and
let me sleep till dawn,
Today I host dVerse MTB and want you to write poetry in the form of a letter. The only requirements are, it should be addressed to someone, it should be written from a specific place, and you should have something to tell the recipient.
March 1, 2018