Don

I put Don to bed.

I waited until Don fell asleep,

when I could hear Don sleep-breathing.

I kissed Don's gentle brow.

My Don.

I walked to Don's door,

but turned back towards Don's nightstand.

I licked Don's half-eaten apple.

I licked Don's floral wallpaper.

I climbed on Don's bed.

And licked the dust off Don's ceiling fan.

I licked the juice stain on Don's rug.

I licked Don's light switch.

Off.

On.

Off.

Good-Night Don.