Sleeping with Strangers

Poet Rummager


You snore close to me,

yet I don’t even know your name.

Forced intimacy with people

I will never see again.

I’ve been stranded in Atlanta, GA for close to four hours. The recent storms here have canceled and delayed flights. People are sleeping all around me. 

This is the first time I’ve slept with strangers.  I wouldn’t call this an orgy, nor is it quite as sexy as I’d imagined…

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