comfortable
blankets and
a deep hallucination of
hot water being cold
content with frozen
twisting and the moon
dreams of someone
besides you
or is it me
dreaming of dreaming
about a tango
you and me
who is you
at the Louvre a cold
sweat a reprieve
as I reach for my lip balm
honesty is the best policy
adjusting my damp pillow
clutching the covers
finishing a book that
bowls me over
