I am too close to be a dream for you.
Between the ether and the vapour,
the shhhhs and the dead silence -
are the many pins and nails
that lay under your head.
Turn softly.
I am here beside you -
nowhere far -
lest you hurt
your already bleeding head.
Or is it heart still?
The halfmoon kiss
that feverish breath of your name
Could any of my seamless whispers say
i am here -
in the now.
Much closer than you could ever desire?
You ask too many questions
expecting no easy answers
expect no words.
In the excuse of a home
i just say
i am here.
Not gone.
Not going.
At least for the
here - for the now.
