Molehill

This life roars through my ears
here in the quiet of the night
all too-muchness, too-manyness
every molehill a mountain
every whisper shouting

I reach to the other side
the sheet smooth and cool
meet my consolation
lullaby in the soft hem
of this long-loved quilt

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