…after you’ve
already written something
and think
that’s it
I can go to sleep now
I’m done
only you can’t
because
after you’ve navigated
your way into bed
in the darkness
and he’s already snoring
but not quite sleeping
and your warmth
suggests
you might be Michael McIntyre’s dishwasher
but all you can think about is
the next in a possible series
but shit
know
you’ll forget
if you don’t get back up
or sneak the kindle under the bedclothes
and he’s still snuggling in
not quite snoring
and going
mmmm
and I go
sorry
need to get up
I’ll forget
and he goes
you owe me
and I say
I know
big time
and I do
because
how many
don’t get it
but accept it
that you write
even
in the night
after Drambuie
and giggles