I kneel and pray by your bedside.
the air is thick and antique
a lavender afternoon
barely breathing
in little whispers
like a napping grandmother.
the bed is a coffin
the house is a tomb
I become restless and doubtful
let me breathe
give me room
Love is like a sugar bowl
where an overweight child is feeding
with a gigantic rusty spoon.
A relationship becomes yellowed
like a packet of month old
half eaten twisties.
You just can't die on me like this.
a scary flighty bat like creature
is rejection
hold me tightly
night comes creeping.
I have no faith in your strength.
the heart is so elusive and dangerous
this life is an air bubble
an insect cries out in the night
I kneel and pray by your bedside.
