I am going
to disappear--
stay awake
until 6 am
when everyone
begins.
They will
look for me
under the
covers, but I
will not be
there.
I will evaporate
into the secret
air of all the
people who
cannot sleep
at night--we
fly into darkness,
because it does
not hurt our
eyes and all
our dreams
cannot die while
they are still
unhatched eggs.
We do not
have to love
anyone, except
from a
distance--they
are perfect there,
held in time
as all the good
things and good
smiles we remember
them as.
No one has
to love us.