Awake, just, in the evening
Sleeping in her hair

Eliza in one
holding crayons and drawing

Belle in two,
nodding over coffee
Sincere, bored.

Kate in her daydream,
bare faced and noble, stepping inbetween words
Content with violence, content with worry.

Pillow on my side,
Left in my right,
Lipstick on my mirror

Do not wander.