i wake up in a tangled sea of sheets and i count my blessings
and read everything you wrote in a frantic fervor with sweat on your brow and cramps in your hands the night before.
one, you. two, you. three
hey but hey wait a minute!
you’re not allowed to like anyone but her or me okay
The consciousness of night is slowly fading
and midnight jewels are sinking into skysand —
igniting the roads for another day of slumming;
burning trails where swollen minds travel;
magnifying light under glare-beaten clouds.
Molten tremors of the sun swallow the Autumn skies
it is nearly morning, after dark but before light
and i am having trouble sleeping even more than usual
these footie pajamas keep the heat sealed in
and i am burning up alive
so i get out from under the covers and carefully walk
across a toy infested room with the help of a nightlight