Am I Clear?
I am chartreuse
that sees red
in my blueness
morphing into pure gold
I’m an opaque alchemist
trying to
turn you
all green
Sleep/Love Mindfulness Poem
I like watching people sleep
my big sister
crowding into
my twin
bed with me
when I was small
perhaps it’s
because I’ve
never
been able
to sleep myself
the voices in my head keeping me awake
one way or another
but this was not always so bad
there’s a security in hearing/seeing/knowing
a cat curling into a C
Little Dog’s sweet pepper perfume
my brother’s snores
through the wall
my grandmother’s favorite blue flower at the end of the day
there is something about knowing that
other creatures
are asleep
that
says everything
is going to be all right
for now
I love watching you sleep
after we fuck
while the glow is still around
and my thighs trembling
I climb into the colors of your chest
and tell myself
epic love stories
of what will be
watch the thump of your heartbeat through
your chest
count each body hair
smell your beard
listen to
you
breathe
