Aug 2020
i learned
to navigate by
charting the dreams
i snatched from opposite side of the bedroom
like stars.
“The blue grass stuck to my skin-snakes like to pretend to be vines-I saw you writing-I was so happy-we lived together-you burnt the rice-i had to clean it up-you looked happy-couldn’t get to sleep-hurt my head-didn’t dream today-didn’t happen again-why do you ask-i can’t remember-don’t really care-they
don’t mean anything-
right?”
left on open waters
without a sky full of stars
drifting away from land
by the waves.
to navigate by
charting the dreams
i snatched from opposite side of the bedroom
like stars.
“The blue grass stuck to my skin-snakes like to pretend to be vines-I saw you writing-I was so happy-we lived together-you burnt the rice-i had to clean it up-you looked happy-couldn’t get to sleep-hurt my head-didn’t dream today-didn’t happen again-why do you ask-i can’t remember-don’t really care-they
don’t mean anything-
right?”
left on open waters
without a sky full of stars
drifting away from land
by the waves.
