The world may end tomorrow but tonight will not you keep shifting and kicking and snorting and if I could see in the dark I might confirm it is you and not that thing in the attic that I saw earlier the one of the three lying flat on its belly with the elongated snout and tusks, I know I don’t see very well and I need to be fitted for glasses so I tell myself that what I see is bigger than what you see I believe its called an “Ames Room” an optical illusion that makes a big person small and a small person big its just the angle of the view so maybe what I see is what you see just bigger and in fact your view just recently changed when you started wearing prescription glasses remember the day you picked them up you backed your car into another car another trick of "angulated" vision I suppose but vision isn’t my main concern right now I mean partially but more important I wish your noises would cease being noises and sound more like breathing so I might see that you are still you in the creeping light of dawn and smile and close my eyes and rest for maybe 30 minutes more before its time to rise and make the coffee.
Recently published in print on April 3rd by A Kind of a Hurricane Press in their anthology, "Something's Brewing" editors A J Huffman and April Salzano, available at Amazon.com.