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      Leg Wrestlers

      I remember getting to know you

      As a body in my bed.

      I don’t mean that way,

      Or at least not just that way;

      I mean learning to sleep

      Next to someone else.

      We used to spool the duvet

      Around ourselves,

      Leaving the other uncovered,

      And you’d drool

      On my shoulder,

      On the pillows,

      On anything you could

      Get your sleeping lips on.

      But the main thing I remember

      From sleeping in the

      Getting-to-know-you years

      Was our war for

      Vertical dominance,

      Who’d flop their leg on top

      And who’d be the

      Pinned-down underdog.

      In later years, we’d be content

      Under or over,

      As long as some

      Leg-flopping was going on.

      I remembered this last night in bed

      When my knee crept up the hotel wall,

      Looking for you as I tried to sleep.