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Restless

His teeth sink into her pillow.
every night he dreams that he is an appliance
that is coming unplugged and in the free fall
feeling of that dislocation,
he startles awake.
to discover that he has grabbed
the nearest soft thing he can find
and has her pillow clenched in his mouth
and if he removes it he might scream.
he mutters in his sleep:
not integrated. I'm a clock radio.
brisket. army truck. get out.
they eat breakfast quietly.
he can't remember the nightmares
exactly, but they haunt him
and so he eats abnormal amounts of
toast and eggs. she doesn't know
what to say to him
about these nocturnal assertions.
can't bear to tell him that in fact
it is she who shoves the pillow
toward his gaping mouth to appease
the molars and incisors and canines
and avoid the possibility that he might
instead devour her. without even
waking up. would see her in the morning
just a skeleton. picked clean.
thin and white and perfectly
at rest.
 


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