2016/torture

My nights are a
form of torture,
(my days another).
Watching tv shows
I slept through
Sunday nights
in 1984.
Hoping to sleep
through them again.
Days, like nights,
I try to get through
as best I can
completing work
I couldn’t get to
back then.
Battling, now as
ever, to be treated
with common decency
by some man.

1/26/16