but yank my hand back
because I remember
no one is there
not him, not you
So I'll curl my knees to my chest
and just lay there
listening to the silence
and my lone breathing
moments will pass
and then I'll unfurl myself
I'll pop all my bones
and rub my eyes
crawl across the floor
and load a bowl
I'll inhale so deep, my morning thoughts of you
relax, like a beehive getting smoked
they stop buzzing
they turn to a low hum
I'll exhale and then it's quiet up in my head
like a november dawn
so then I am truly alone.
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