I listen to the rhythms
your breath like wind chimes
falling in and out of place.
There is no money, we knew that
but it looks like there won't be any either.
I'm OK with this now.
You sleep and I hope.
Don't wake the worries or doubts
let them sleep along with you.
Your chest expands. Falls.
Tomorrow we will steal what we need again.
I'll push myself inside you to pass the time
and, once again, you will sleep
and I will let you forget
about the world trying to **** us.

We stood at the edge of America
with our feet in the water
looking for shells
heavy storms at our backs.
The sun touched us just enough
to turn pink.
I found a sand dollar half buried
and hid it in my pocket to surprise you.
When everything turns loose
we can laugh about it over a few drinks.
I never wanted to belong here
I wanted you to belong to me.
How much longer will you be his?