i /lie awake and /stare at the ceiling like it’s going to do a trick
i /wonder about how many jobs i’ve run as a thief
and /count sheep until i /count forty-four, or forty-five, or maybe forty-six and then /decide, that is quite enough sheep
i /wonder if i /brushed my teeth
i /run my tired tongue over my teeth and /remember,
yes, i /think i did brush my teeth
You (moan) a sentence half-English and half-Dream.
i /turn to see You, and nearly /go blind in all this midnight.
i /think of how many stars had to hiccup some dust to donate to Your cosmically beautiful shape
And decide it was maybe about five or six
So, i /get out of bed and /try to peer through the cloud cover into the stars
i /gulp down two or three or four glasses of water and /feel like
a boiler, and the pressure is cracking my bones.
You (stir)
(sigh)
(clench) Your teeth exactly 3 times.
You (remind) me of Your star-breath
You (draw) me close and i know
You (have) precisely seven shooting stars inside.