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Toes Need Tickles
Another dawn sneaked in
at the foot of your bed
where I wiggled those toes,
once merry little piglets,
hidden 'neath covers,
protected from dread of dark.
Nights monsters stirred
but did not bite because
I was at your side
to chase away any fright,
soothed.

Every day that goes by,
I wait by the hollow door
for your return,
again and again until
you don't need me anymore.
No monsters but me, I feel,
stand in your way. Yet,
I realize there are toes
that need to be tickled,
soothed.

Futile,
how long I wait
until you cry out again
in your monstrous night
to chase away this fright.
I can’t save you anymore.



27 lines, free verse

We’re in the throes of something.

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