Disobeying the Curfew

Trying to use my body to think.
My body says I'm tired—
time to say goodnight to Facebook!

How many deaths will it take,
by covid or by fire?
Trying to use my body to think,

and my body says I’m on the brink
of sleep, so I’ll pull the covers
up and say goodnight,

body serving brain an oblivion-drink,
kissing all my cares
goodnight—letting my body do my thinking

for me, while I feel my tense neck
rubbed and soothed by your firm fingers, dear,
until we say goodnight and I close the book

I’m writing in.—OK, I'll get out of bed
and walk into the yard!
It’s dark, so I’ll have to use the night to think.
Time to bid these times goodnight!