Cama* mia, lie-ing on it am I.
The snoring starts when I close each eye.
As I’m lying there—constrictions of air—
you hear my huffing at the state line.

Cama mia, I
Cama mia lie
Cama mia, eyes
Close—decibels high

Cama mia, lie-ing on it closed eyes.
The snoring starts; my wife utters cries.
As I’m lying there, I am needing air
pushed to my lungs through a plastic line.

CPAP** time. . . .

[snoring]

Each time it starts, I open each eye.
This machine blows air, but my face it snares;
it blows but sucks, and sleep is not mine.

CPAP line
CPAP time
CPAP grinds
CPAP whines
CPAP’s gwine


*bed
**continuous positive airway pressure; pronounced see-pap, but C-P-A-P here for metrical purposes.