The persistent itch of undone to-dos
And stray musings
Jiggle the Jell-O of my half-conscious mind.
Deep
Steady
Breaths,
Limbs comfortably heavy
Around fluffy softness,
Comfort from the barest edge of a comforter
Wadded and tossed back for heat relief.
Relaxed, calm
But
Ir-rested.
Eyes, now open,
Resign to blurs of extreme myopia
Corrected, brought upright
To pour and drink a little release
From the word well
Then return,
Free to seek sleep once more.