i lay on her *****
and there, i weep.
and she lets me, she lets me
entangle myself in sorrow
and a depression too mild
to be called depression.
but i still lay on her *****
and there, i dream.
and she lets me, she lets me
snore my way to an unbroken
peace--a sweet, valid release.

she kisses the crown
of my silly, silly head.
and i am home, i am home
in spite of all things
thrown at me. and i kiss her
jaw and neck, and i let her
kiss my cheek, my elbow,
my mouth, bones, heart.
and she's everywhere, and i am
nowhere, nothing, but everything
in her ravenous hands.