wordweeds

I don’t recall.
It was dark
and I was

trying to be
the red cotton
sheet, trying to

move my feet
away from yours
just an inch

where there was
warmth but not
skin. I don’t

recall hearing you
sniff and sniff,
but there was

shaking and I
don’t recall caring
whether you were

cold from the
outside or cold
from far within,

my subzero disappointment
seeping into your
chest between breaths.

I don’t recall
falling asleep but
I did, and

I am still
trying to wake
up from you

or to you
or to fall
deeper into the

cold inside your
tears until you
wake up too.

2011

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