Out of nowhere sleep has hit me like
a pile of warm blankets. And there is
no use resisting, I know that I want
it's smothering weight, soft and so heavy.
I perceive everything getting slower:
the whistling vent soothes, the bed frame calls,
"No more work for tonight, come share this space
with us, press your face into these pillows
and wrap these sheets around your body tight."
The pillows purr, "We've missed you darling, come
and rest, we only want to help. You know
we know you need this." Trying to fight back,
I lay my laptop by my side, but
the two won't be reconciled. Sleep prevails.