Here is one that I found that really fits!

SUMMER NAPS

I wish I could bring
one of my good summers
out for you;

then the prickly-sour
sweats waking me
each July morning

might not keep you
awake in the humid nights
watching me sleep.

I wish I could cough up
my will to live
on the days I catch

looks of fear and loss
when I close my eyes
in the afternoon heat.