Slumber--a poem

Slumber

The Sun sails,
Into the night.
Shoulders slump.
Eyes cloud over, droop.
A head nods,
and jerks upright.

Stairs cause stumbles,
When ascended.
Clothes strewn,
On the floor.
A trail from bed,
to door.

Comforter to comfort.
Pillows piled,
And fluffed,
To receive a roll,
Into bed,
Under covers.

Too hot?
Too... cold?
Too.......late.
Too..........tired.
Too..............decide.
Too...................asleep.

Mark Worden
Encinitas
10.24.05