She’s an obsessive person.
Three sipper bottles lined up
under her bedside cabinet

powerful medicines stacked
alphabetically to help insomnia

silicone builder’s ear plugs
in case of unexpected thuds.

Age brings to us
its array of disturbing tics

I myself suffer from
a raft of strangenesses.

Therefore I fill your filtered water
speak the same bedtime words

pull your door extremely softly
knowing you shall never sleep.

Author: Robert James Berry

Poet & Novelist