A Top My Torso

I can’t sleep

for the black cat

in the room

she sleeps

a top my torso.

She is still

and I hate to move

because

her restless heart

it matches mine

and her insecurities

they’re worse than mine.

During the day

she always moves

when she stops for rest

you can tell it isn’t rest

that she’s just waiting

for the next thing to move.

So I’ll lay here

just a little bit longer

to let the restless sleep

to have a moment of safety

and something of peace.

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