Sunday, October 19, 2008

I wake up covered in you

Some nights I dream a sea of naked bodies
entangled barbed wire all sleep fitfully
together. We sweat out the long hours
twitching little rabbits wishing we had
less fur. Sometimes He pours gasoline over
us and lights the match of eternity.

I wake up alone ashamed and small
curled into a ball with these dark sheets
in this dark room knowing that I will be
twitching and insomnia ridden for
the next few days.