my breath caught between you and that broken mattress the one we flipped and turned and slept on like kids pillows at the wrong end dreams left wandering
in your eyes there was this surge a rage filled with possibility in the absence of my free will my body immovable under you knees my words lost in the ringing of desire bouncing back and forth defending the sudden deafness of your senses
you are now closer to me whether that was indeed your intention you trace me despite purposeful lack of communication i feel the weight of your breath and the sting of your torso when i lay very still or grasp at my sheets as the sun rises occupying the loneliest single bed i've ever known since that night when you dictated my fate and i lay counting the planes that flew overhead until it was over