Going to sleep

I’m about to go to sleep,

I close my eyes . . . tired.

I go to bed . . . forgetting to open my eyes.

I hit my foot

I swear, I curse, I bleed.

I don’t clean it up.

I scare my wife, who thinks I got murdered.

I didn’t, I just bled a lot.

I still don’t clean it up.

We all get hepatitis.