dark rinsed veins
drain to the brain,
a throbbing tiredness
drives me to well up
hide against the wall
refrigerator buzz,
paper towel
covering a runny nose  
in case someone walks in
ignorance, a few feet away.
paunchy eyes; silk streams
glistening onto chewed up finger nails,
a silent sort of death
unnoticeable
serene,
as I clutch my mouth and the kitchen counter top.

We sat in your car that night
Til three in the morning
And I remember how soft your
Hair between my fingers was
And how your head in my lap
Felt so perfect as we gazed at the stars.

We spoke softly even though
No one was around to hear.
Your voice is always comforting.
And it's funny in a sad sort of way
How I know you don't want me
As badly as I want you

How do you
silence
your
demons?