I walk alongside my
worry now.
We are lovers of sorts,
greeting each other
only in the depths of
the night.
Sleep taunts me
As we dance
Hot and
heady between
tangled sheets.
Yet we part ways in the
morning
with a mere peck on
the cheek.
The art and poetry in this post were produced by Connor Amor-Bendall. Connor is a New Zealand-born journalist and artist who is based in Melbourne. She has a keen interest in politics, poetry and pastries.