inauspicious you
crawl through my dreamscapes
dragging your silver heels
through my recursive grays.
scraping the grime from my
amorphous solitude,
i follow you into the clarity
of our bittersweet meanderings.

you'll find me in the lull
between comfort and composure.
i awaken in the hum of your absence,
clinging to your static repose.
and in the lingering shame
of my throbbing, wanting
a more immutable calm,
i am feeble-minded and floating
                                              through the day
                                                             ­like a fleeting fever.