Undress my heart
Let her feel the cold chill
Of November midnight winds
The howl of the coyote
Is music to her rhythm

Since, you've been gone
I can do what I want
There's so much this heart longs

Its been ten hours, since I last called
I don't know if you're still alive
In my head

Nothing dies, it's no surprise
After all the drinks and friends
You're still in my head

I carry a mask in my purse
for special occasions.
Turns out
wherever there’s people
there:
occasion

that night,
it was easier to sleep
knowing you were gone
then the restless nights
trying to keep you from leaving.

in the space between us
everything connects me to you
each infinitesimal atom a bridge

the same way
I could feel your skin
and we'd never touch

I met the Oracle deep in the wood,
"you will get all the sleep you need when you are dead"