The dust outline of you
On the other half of this bed
Blows away in the wind
Leaking through the window
It’s always storming outside
The rain keeps me up at night
Howling and shrieking against the house
In my dreams you’re next to me
But shakey like seeing you
Through water, like drowning
December always has the sense
Of falling through ice
In this bed you're reaching through to me
Fists slamming against the barrier
The whole world swirling outside around us
I wake up coughing and choking
Water dripping from my lips
Silence to the night, no rain, not one drop,
The howling
The shrieking
It was just me