Sleeping?

The air is cold tonight.
I felt it as I arose from my bed.
I wandered around for a bit;
Tried to pee but couldn’t
Looked in a fridge but wasn’t hungry
On my way back to lay down again
I pulled at a stubborn weed but it wouldn’t be uprooted.
I slipped beneath my earth covering, lay down and patiently waited for the smell of roses that I knew my wife would bring in the morning.

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