Genevieve - Aaron Sprinkle

She reaches for her latest reading

Her pillow’s folded

Her mind is reeling round

She can’t remember

What made this different

Before her clock was

Fifteen minutes fast

When the morning came

It was just the same

Genevieve

Like a loaded gun

Like a letter bomb

Genevieve

She reaches for her latest feeling

She can’t control it

Her heart is beating

She made her mind up

It’s off to sleep now

To dream about the book she just put down