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Back To Back

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Back to back we sleep
There’s a dark black mass inside of me
It swells in the night as you snore
The clock ticks downstairs
The sofa inviting
Me to sleep alone
And I think to myself as I stare at the ceiling:
Life is too short
To live with a hole in your heart
Your back to your lover
Hand on heart
I stay for the children
Who breathe softly in their beds
Who feel safe and warm
And know mother and father sleep next door
Together, even if they are
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Kat Morris

Kat Morris


Mum | Works in a primary school | Features writer for The Things |Writing 1st book ✍️