Edit 1: Abel

[alonso ramoran]

Abel

We once shared a bed  
you bloodied. There was no A/C 
to keep you from scratching at your skin,  
a blanket that you tried peeling free of,  
while your lungs constricted whimpers
into wheezing sleeplessness.   
  
Let's trade blankets, little brother,  
and go back to dreaming. 

Original: Abel

We once shared beds 
you had bloodied. There was no A/C 
to keep you from scratching at your skin, 
a blanket that you tried peeling free of, 
as your lungs suppressed annoyance  
into wheezing sleeplessness.  
 
Let's trade blankets, little brother, 
and go back to dreaming. 

Thanks to Todd for the NaPM prompt #4