Complications of sleep

I roll out of bed for the third (or is it the 
fourth) time, cartoon-legged and hunched.

Corns have become hot coals 
on the soles of my feet as I slept.

All the tendons in my lower legs have 
apparently shrunk by one centimeter each.

I cannot fully straighten my back 
until I am half-way to the bathroom.

My left eyelid wants to roll up inside out 
and needs a helping  hand to just open.

The last two fingers of my left hand 
are numb and humming with needles as

that arm must have been the one curled under 
my head, pinching a nerve in shoulder or elbow.

Such is the night at oh-dark-past-forty.
Quasi Motive moves in the night.

9 thoughts on “Complications of sleep

  1. oh my gawd… awwww
    i am so sorry, but i had to smile – not at your pain, mind you!
    ‘cartoon-legged’ – so good… and once again a killer closing line (see? i didn’t use the p-word this time – but not because i didn’t want to…)
    just make sure you don’t run into Esmeralda or a couple of Gargoyles on your way to the bathroom, Quasi Motive – they might want to make you ring the bells… 😉


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