and still he lies awake at night restless while every silence screams and still she sleep turned to the wall he fears the onslaught of his dream touches her back but she doesn't stir then round her hand his finger close feeling the ring that cost more than the car all of those questions that never arose and still she lies awake at night silently stares at the bedroom wall feeling his hand dare to touch her back it's been a month since ha started to paint the hall and brightly burns the landing light the baby's screaming down the hall she shuts her eyes and she shuts her ears she's had up to here because it's not his baby after all