rage lying across the bed in a nest of pillows in a place beyond my headache you wake me up to ask if we're going to sleep this way & i lunge up slam off the tv so irritated & later i awaken to see the dog wallowing & scratching on my robe & i feel true murder in my heart for the first time in a long time & i just wish that for a moment in my life everyone would leave me the fuck alone so that i might be able to see what was is happening because if i could i might figure a way to keep it from happening again