Lost and Lonely Sleeping: A Revolutionary IMprov Sonnet

She couldn’t find herself
so she went to find her bed.
Put her courage on the shelf.
Wondered where her night had led

With her, wondering, wandering.
Toward their bed she gazed;
Kept on her clothes, pondering.
Removed her face.

The covers lay closed.
What had she exposed?
She climbed in
again.

Wept.
And slept.

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