Red Emergencies

Posted on October 9, 2014 by Puff Of Smoke Poems

The boulders in my head—
deadlines, money, car troubles,
family dramas, all piled on top until
by bedtime, my whole self sank beneath the weight
and I fell asleep with my eyes squeezed shut
against the flash and blare of red emergencies.

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