Safe at last
My pillow in the tangled knots of an unmade bed
Fully dressed and haphazard
The ceilings poised and stares right back
It begins to bend in on top of me
The morning flurry blurs into my walls
Alert fevers that slip away
What a mess that i've made without even trying
Wild days, balance beams, I carry them alone
Sickness and quiet games in flux
Thin skinned, thick skinned
Sink into sleep, sweat out pipe dreams