she curls around me like a spreading vine
the vibration of her snoring, a bloom protruding
holding still, not to wake her
one hip too warm, the other so cold it’s pained
I watch her sleep, little paw motions of dreaming
then a swift strong kick in my gut
If you see me walking around
haggard and bleak, I’m ok
It’s my standard MO
pretending to be a function human
I left a piece of me in 2003
it wasn't minute
or in any way insignificant
it was my life, the way I lived it
my paradigms, the things I held
in my grasp, fast and true
it was when I realized
our song was really my song
all along
...moving forward using all my breath... "Melt with you" ~ Modern English