Falling Asleep

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I hug you across the chest,
breath you in, and press
myself into the spot where I’ve
found I fit the best

And I’m safe,
thankful,
content, and
requiescent

A slide show of your dad’s
funeral loops behind my
eyelids — but only a few
are tearful

My wine headache diminishes
at your shift to deep
breathing.  I catch you
slumbering before you turn

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