Spilling Rubies on Filth

She was laughing…
(at a joke that wasn’t there)
when in the middle of Times Square,
her legs melted
from pelvis down.

High left cheekbone
smacked-kiss the pavement,
spilling rubies on filth

that pushed concrete into her flesh.

At the emergency room,
I watched bits of New York City
pocking the skin under her eye.

“What happened?”
I said,
after two nurses left the room.

“Dunno.” Silent tears said she did.

“It’s all right.” I walked to her,
and held her. “You’re all right.
We’ll figure it out, won’t we?”

“I was on my way to work,” she said,
“and heard Mami called me supermana.
I’ve been exhausted. Couldn’t stop laughing.”

I hugged her closer to my chest, rocking her,
when the hurt began to crack;
while she sobbed about her office being miles away
from Times Square; when she wept for her mom,
who had been gone for nineteen years.

Process Note: side effects of sleep deprivation include (but are not limited to) impaired judgement, hallucinations and micro-sleep—falling asleep for short periods of time without being aware of it. Many people living with chronic pain also endure sleep deprivation. ~ Healthline

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for NaPoWriMo with Magaly Guerrero 2015, Day 23 – Pain and Sleep: Write a poem that explores the intricate relationship between pain and sleep.

Sleep Deprivation, by Hazel Mabbott“Sleep Deprivation”, by Hazel Mabbott
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Pain and Sleep

Every now and then, you might not be able to sleep because a cold is making you cough and cough until your lungs feel like they’re on fire and about to burst through your chest and throat. When the cold symptoms stay around a while, the cough from hell is often joined by headaches, nasty muscle aches, and before long, difficulties falling and staying asleep will make themselves known.

Imagine the ache, I just spoke of, twisting its fatigue around your muscles and squeezing your bones all the time… at different levels of intensity… while you are trying to fall asleep… Keeping this horrid bit in mind, for NaPoWriMo with Magaly Guerrero 2015, Day 23, I’m inviting you to picture what living this way might be like, then Write a poem that explores the intricate relationship between pain and sleep. (If you don’t have to imagine it, then shake your fist in the face of the beast *kick it in the teeth thrice if you can* and write on, my Luvs).

Instructions

* Leave a link to your poem, as a comment. Include the title of your entry, and the direct link to your post. Example: “NaPoWriMo with Magaly Guerrero 2015”: http://magalyguerrero.com/napowrimo-with-magaly-guerrero-2015/. Visit other Wicked Darlings and comment on their yum. They might visit you (it’s polite).

* If you use this prompt, please link it to your post. And if you are feeling extra delicious, link your poem to the main entry. Show others where to go. Spread the word. Linking back to the source might help you sleep better at night… Well, at least I hope. 😉

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(I couldn’t find the creator of this lovely bit of giggle. If you are the artist, please let me know: I will credit you for your wonderful work. Or remove it, if that’s your wish.)