because if you wake me just one more time
to rub your legs to keep you from whining

know that you should not tell me what to do
or i’ll do it

and as my thumb grips your ankle and
my fingers your calf
though i’m seething inside
you’ll finally be quiet
and i’ll get that sleep we once knew
before you me knew me and i knew you

(and children were the natural awkward
physiological scientific result of
said knowing)

yea like back then