A clean white sheet-
the left side tucked under his mattress,
one corner held underneath a stack of books.
The other corner tied into a giant knot
around his desk chair.
We crawled inside on our knees,
careful of what we built,
bodies side by side,
our breath was all around us,
warm.
When he turned towards me,
his foot knocked over the books,
the white sheet floated down onto my face,
destroyed.
Nov 14, 2010
Nov 14, 2010 at 5:30 PM UTC
A clean white sheet-
the left side tucked under his mattress,
one corner held underneath a stack of books.
The other corner tied into a giant knot
around his desk chair.
We crawled inside on our knees,
careful of what we built,
bodies side by side,
our breath was all around us,
warm.
When he turned towards me,
his foot knocked over the books,
the white sheet floated down onto my face,
destroyed.