I spent all day in bed
"No, please don't join me,"
I bargained with my head.
But it just sat there.
The covers on me, head to toe
Like a tired ghost no longer interested in scares.
So my head and I, sharing a space
Sleeping with the enemy, I say
"Can you show me some grace?"
The head laughs, like it's got a mind of its own
Blows away that light, brief escape
Under the covers I lay, a tired ghost getting used to being alone.