Netflix and Chill

Plasma screen
Wireless fiber

Carried away
Nuzzling through blankets
Dynamic static on Netflix
Rain echoes on the
Bedroom window

Doesn’t really matter
What we’ve put on TV
It was turned on
To ignore

It’s a way for a good night
To come to a quiet end

Winter’s howl makes
Warm bodies snuggle close
After clear cold suns set
Over tomorrow horizons

These nights only ended
When we all lost the
Other half
Of our innocence

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