sleep had frozen her eyes,
pulling away a draft between them
limbs stretched unwound
gleaming wounds had healed,
away from window awake,
bathroom without light
under sink cupboard with bleach and mouthwash
a bottle of bourbon in reserve,
pushed door to a crack
sat on a closed toilet seat
without that gaping void beneath his backside
sipping from the bottle,
put a hand in his shorts
rolled his penis between thumb and forefinger
damp from her
and sniffed,
faint lights illuminated heart,
head twisted sideways located tissue
shame to dab away,
as if removing her fluid,
her scent it would all end,
four years together,
she had guided him through a dry silence
concentration and love filled
earth and sky
as a solitary he would be unable to dance
and lament in lengthy boredom,
instead he stopped
stood lifting seat
dropped tissue in
pissed a long stream on continuity,
bourbon safely away,
new swarms changed names of thoughts,
into the bedroom
sprawled uneven she lay
at the window clutched the moon
and drew it back in
to be with them
a smile softer than his lips normally allow,
then settled alongside her