Half Drunk Muse Poetry

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No Better Cure for Insomnia by Arlene Ang

At three a.m. a copy of Better Homes
flutters from the floor, crackles

my chances for redemption: bathroom tap
drips soulfully into the drain,

shower curtain dries with scum,
ecru washer lolls out bloated tongue

of clothes, cacti unloose thorns
from lack of water. If I get up

I can deliver the house from ruin,
save face when inviting friends for lunch.

Get a move on. We haven’t got all night.
Workday can be put off, illness feigned.

Everyone’s got to live sometime.
The ceiling fan runs in circles

while the empty side of bed invites
with virgin sheets, goosedown pillow.

I try to resist. Double beds
are only for singles. One leg

immediately goes to sleep. Outside
someone flushes the toilet. Silence.

View bio for Arlene Ang Published in Fall 2004

About HDM

Half Drunk Muse was one of the first poetry ezines. It was founded in 1999 and ceased publication in 2006.

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