By j
Date: 21 October 1998

rest

i miss our postage stamp bed
the way you crammed me off the side
and flipped upside down at 2:00 am
throwing pillows, pulling sheets
and the freight train snoring
that made me nudge you 'til your sides hurt
(i'm smiling)

you see, i don't care
if plaster falls from above
if i sleep on the floor
(willing or not)
or if i wake all night
it's in the warmth of your heart
where i find my rest