I sleep
2 hours, wake at
2 a.m. to lie awake for
2 hours, the
2 of us.
It will be a long day,
one where
your head either hurts
or tells you lies.
Everyday effort
of maintaining
continuous self-respect
starts with
acting and sometimes
acting as if,
as if
I might as well
explode
rather than give
tomorrow the
time of day.
Flowers are ugly,
petals so easily
crushed
frozen away.
I want something
stable, not just
a pretty picture.
