the sheets are too hot
and laying on top
too cold with the air on
and the cat where my legs
should be turns me like
a snake–two a.m.
for thirty minutes and an hour
the sheets go on and go off
and the cat barely moves
and finally i move my head
to the foot of the bed
and curl around the cat
as if in worship
which she appreciates
and feel sleep descend at last
