You lie in bed
as you lie
in your head.
Always, filling one another
with dread
and regret.
.
Let thy divine intervention occur instead.
Let go of all that clouds your head
.
He sleeps a little too much to the left,
she takes up all the rest
of the space
with no protest.
.
Distance
drips from every scene.
Not meaning to seem mean
he leaves her completely
only in dreams
Everything else is just
the between.
.
She
will
try
not
to
scream.
Though she senses something
is not what it seems
.
can't ever figure out
what it all means.
body language
she never learned to perceive
.
one might have seen
had they observed
the rehearsed
routine
.
Now she is versed
at seeming serene
trapped within
the machine,
living unclean.
.
There.was.always.something.in.between.