In Bed (A Poem)

I take all my secrets

to bed with me

and while I

dream of

deeds long done

I do not twist a bit

nor does guilt

pound like waves in my head

I sleep like a child

with an innocent thumb

placed in my mouth

and I need no

sleepy time elixir

to help into sleep

I fall quite easily

into its velvet grasp

taking  seconds

 within the blink of an eye

I am gone

to that wondrous place

and no puddles of conscience

to drown me

I simply ease into it

   a lovely sleep

and let my day end

on a high note