Sharing a room with Ben
The darkness has settled on me
and I drift.
Is my mommy's mommy your mommy?
weight falls again, warm and welcome.
Why do you smoosh
your face into the pillow like that?
Er... because that's how I like it, sweetie.
The night light glows in the corner,
I can only manage a
grunt this time.
Are you sleeping?
Oh. Me too.