I just want to let her sleep.
Let her rest
so she can reemerge a warrior against
the gilded masochism
and misogyny
of the office.
so her perfect vessel combats the encroaching infection
and she can breathe deep and strong
and snort in the lifeblood
of the dawn.
so she can see despite our return to dust
there is yet so much
and she must live in ecstasy
of the moment.
so she can reap the reward of a long deserved slumber
and lose the swollen circles and pains of defeat
and shake the anxieties
of her heart.
Let her rest
so she can come alive.
Let her rest
so she can come back.
Just,
let her sleep.